8/21/2012 10:07 pm MST
I saw a group of scientists on TV dangling
pig intestines high over their heads, draining the contents into a red plastic ice
chest. They squeezed them over and over,
milking their contents until flaccid. The
narrator commented, “Some parts of microorganism investigation are not glamorous…”
But all I could think is that at least
they have something to DO at their work!
It used to be that you could
simple walk into a store and state that you would like to work and within a few
days you stood in their cotton, logoed shirt and nametag. Humm.
Don’t like that job? Quit, and
walk into another store. But with the job
shortage, if you are fortunate enough to have one, you don’t want to lose
it.
Boredom
survival is an art and endurance like no other.
When I speak of boredom, I don’t mean that dead little fifteen minutes after
you went to the bathroom and can’t find your coworkers. It’s not that lull
between customers when you wonder what you’ll be eating for dinner. True Work Boredom (TWB) is sustained for
hours and envelopes you into a timeless vacuum of apathy.
This blog is
dedicated to all of us who are survivors of TWB and our stories. Please feel free to share your experiences
and any lessons you have learned. Hopefully
others will find solace and feel they are part of a larger network of TWB –
like a hug amidst an expanse of dull.
