Stuck. Big Tick.

Earlier I mentioned how much I hate my job, and the fact that thanks to circumstances and responsibilities I am stuck in it.

Well, I get quite a few little side jobs revolving around computers. Spyware, virus removal, etc. It gives me a little pocket money, but nothing even the tax man would be concerned about.

So I thought "What if I did this for a living, for myself?"

My girlfriend is less than supportive, even though it got us to Las Vegas last year. "We need the wages" she says.

"I know you hate your job, but no. I don't want that. We need the money coming in."

When you can't even get the support of your other half, is the battle even winnable?

People's Crap

I don't have a lot to do at work any more. And the stuff I do have I really don't give a crap about.

Everyone else runs about here like it's on fire, doing everything they can to feel important.

But when they talk about the place, it's like they're in hell.

Just to put this in writing:

One guy who is barely over minimum wage is doing the hard work of a full team on his own, says he hates the place, has nothing good to say about the "management" staff or owners, but still leaves for work before 6am (getting here a good 30 minutes early!?).

Another who is the most overpaid bloke in here, complains to everyone that he is overworked. But he won't pass any work to anyone and brags to anyone in a management position that he has done this that or the other whenever they show him the slightest glance. And then has 20 smoke breaks a day, and leaves 2 hours before anyone else. Busy man.

Another who complains that he is treated unfairly, and is underpaid compared to the other management (he is to be fair), but he doesn't even need to be here - the money is not important to him at all, and he leaves every day on the first vehicle out of here.

I'm no better. I hate coming here and literally wasting 9 hours a day of my life, and that doesn't include the 40 mile a day commute. I could do so much more. But it comes down to a couple of things. Fear is a big one. If I leave here, for whatever reason, will whatever fills those 9 hours be more fulfilling? Will I be OK financially? The other thing is kids. They need stuff. Stuff that can only be bought with money. A vicious circle? Or laziness?

People just talk crap really.