Workin’ for the Weekend

I do not work on Fridays, so tomorrow is basically weekend eve for me, and this week, I am so very glad that Tuesday is finally ending. I have to work this weekend (and most weekends until May), even counting Sunday as a work day, so I’m even more excited for Friday to arrive.

As I’ve said before, I do like my job, though, and I’m not just reiterating because I mentioned my blog in passing at work. If I could do anything, I would find a way to make professional dessert tasting a job with zero added fat and calories. Dessert tasting in general would be cool, but I’d pay for it. I’m not proud at the weight I’ve managed to gain since I left ACE. Apparently, standing and walking around school all day helped me keep off extra pounds more than I realized. But all the deliciousness that has led me here has been so worth it.

On the flip side, my worst job ever was one that I backhandedly recommend quite highly. At Maryland, we had a five- to six-week winter break: not quite long enough to get a regular job, but too long to just lay around the house the whole time. On Maura’s advice, I started working for a temp agency. One winter, they sent me to a company that received payments. You know how you mail credit card payments to a random address? That was the company that got all those payments. Some people spent all day putting envelopes through automatic opening machines and separating the payment coupons from the checks and money orders. Other people put the checks through scanners. Then came me: I sat in front of a computer for eight hours a day for nine miserable days, looking at scanned images of checks and punching in the amounts using the number pad on my keyboard. Over and over and over. Those were the worst nine days of my working life.

I came away with some good life info, though. One, data entry is an awful job. Two, many people don’t know how to write a check. Three, working just for the money is not worth it. One of my life’s ambitions is to find a job that makes me truly happy. Data entry was definitely not it. Maybe this job is.

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