Friday, August 2, 2013

Why jobs aren't so great – Letter to Dad

Hi Dad,

I finally got a job. It’s a prestigious organization… You can now brag about it to your friends J

I know you will go around telling people how awesome my job is, but Dad… I don’t like it.

I know I sound ungrateful especially when I had to work so hard to get this job but they give me such pointless, lengthy and boring things to do. Yeah I am still a junior assistant and this is to be expected but honestly dad is this what life is going to be like from now on?

Do I continue lying to people about how amazing my job is while in fact it’s just making me feel even more low and useless? At what point do I start believing my lies? Does everyone lie? Is everyone this miserable at work?

Why do I feel like I will be stuck at this desk forever and never get time to do the things I really want? It has only been a couple of weeks and all my major plans in life have already taken the back-seat. How long will it take for me get time off to do everything I want to do?

This feels like a prison with wooden shackles making me sit down when I want to run and hop and skip and jump and play. Will my back not hurt from sitting down for so long? Will my eyes not hurt from staring at the computer screen for so long? Will I ever get time to go outside and paint again? I am not sure if this is even healthy!?



Why is it so important for me to work here? Why would you find it demeaning if I quit and start teaching kindergarten? That is an important job too. It’s the first form of proper education a child gets and shapes their entire future perspective on education. I love kids. Why do I ‘have’ to be a feminist? Why can’t I be a housewife? They don’t get paid but have more fulfilling lives. Mom is a housewife. She is a great mom and I want to be that too. I would even have time to run an animal shelter like I always wanted and even volunteer more. Anything is better than working at an organization.

I always felt that there was so much more to life all through my student life. Now I don’t know what else to say dad.

I just wanted you to know how I feel.


-          Your daughter.