I thought my life through before taking a job in a factory, and it seemed like what they offered was what I needed.
Conceptually I found the idea of production appealing because it seemed honest and clear cut. I liked the idea of making multiple non-unique items...it was soothing. I still love that about my job. I don't get bored. I like the repetition of sounds and images. I love the scrap I get to take home. I like watching the waste stripping from my work pile up in the dumpster.... and I enjoy letting my mind do crazy things during a long run. I go into this meditative zone and my brain becomes very fertile and clear. I make lots of plans at night when I'm working and they all seem possible. Third shift has a solitary quality that I love ... and when things go well I have no regrets. Joe and I work at the same place and we live about five minutes away.
...But there will always be the humiliating side to working for someone else .....and sometimes I think that I was foolish and planed poorly.
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