I didn’t believe the above statement was possible. They call it work because they have to pay you to do it.
I’m at a job that I look forward to going to everyday (at least 5 days a week, I’m not so in love I want to give up my weekends). Although there are occasionally parts that aren’t my favorite, the great majority of the time, it doesn’t feel like work.
That’s a great feeling.
Currently it’s a temporary position, but my intention from day 1 was to make myself invaluable. I hope it will become permanent.
I love the people I work with. Some I know are going to be life long friends.
I know I’m doing work that matters, and it challenges my brain. I feel I’m a small part of the history of excellence. I love it. I’m valued and appreciated.
I have learned from the past and hope you respect that I’m going to share less rather than more.
However…one stark difference between working at a public school and another place is all about the money. Not the money in the paycheck, but rather the money in the office supplies.
I was shown how to use the copiers, including a COLOR copier, and cabinents full of office supplies.
I asked if we had to enter a code for the copier…no.
I asked if we had to sign out supplies…no.
At school every copy, every penny, every pen was tracked. To have a color copy made, you must submit a 10 page paper on why it needs to be in color. To take a stapler, you must submit a fingerprint, retina scan, and DNA test. To get overhead transparencies, you must promise your first born child.
Where I work now the cabinets with supplies aren’t even MONITORED. There are pens, pencils, markers, post its, binders, files, paper, binder clips, paper clips, and every other office supply you could ever want. All FREE for the taking.
Pretty sure this is what heaven is.
It was a LONG time coming…but worth the wait. I see my future here and there is nothing better. Now I don’t have to fall back on my plan of winning the lottery. I much prefer to work for my paycheck.