The romanticization of the blue-collar job

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I find myself getting pissed off at my stupid office job at dreaming about a job where I make things, substantive, physical things. Short-order cook, sign-painter, shoe repairman, whatever. I'm sure it's hard and tedious work, but at the end of the day, you have a visual representation of what you have accomplished, instead of a lost eight hours of meetings and phone calls about minutae that no one really cares about. I am aware that I am probably just romanticizing something that I would probably be just as miserable doing...or am I? Are jobs where you physically create things inherently better or more worthwhile than jobs like mine? Do you feel more satisfied at the end of the day? Who on ILX makes or fixes things for a living? How common is this romanticizing? If you work in an office, do you feel the same way?

n/a (Nick A.), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:36 (twenty years ago)

it's possible to have an office job where you'd feel more productive, i think.

Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:38 (twenty years ago)

I can't imagine it. What does one produce in an office?

n/a (Nick A.), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:39 (twenty years ago)

"Marketing concepts"?

n/a (Nick A.), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:39 (twenty years ago)

i don't care if i don't make shit ... as long as i don't sweat or ache after working, i am cool!

Eisbär (llamasfur), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:41 (twenty years ago)

Not that I'm in love with my job, but I work in an office working on health care software. If I try really hard, I can convince myself that I'm SAVING LIVES with a few degrees of separation. Sort of.

Jordan (Jordan), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:41 (twenty years ago)

Read Rivethead by Ben Hamper or Post Office by Charles Bukowski, and you'll be clinging to the legs of your desk by Casual Friday.

Pleasant Plains /// (Pleasant Plains ///), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:44 (twenty years ago)

n/a you are not alone! i was thinking of starting a thread about this a few months ago. I was sitting at my desk at work thinking how much I missed my days working shipping/receiving. It just seemed to me, at the time, that lifting things and getting all sweaty gave me a better sense of accomplishment. Like it was just more rewarding type of work.

Thermo Thinwall (Thermo Thinwall), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:47 (twenty years ago)

Oh, I'm aware this is totally unrealistic, and I'm not about to quit my shitty job to become a welder or anything, but doesn't anyone else feel this way ever?
xpost

n/a (Nick A.), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:47 (twenty years ago)

Office Space comes irresistibly to mind.

Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:47 (twenty years ago)

I can kinda classify myself as creating/fixing things for a living, and I notice that your question is probably just a case of the grass being greener on the other side, as I sometimes find myself very stressed out with complex problems and wishing that I just had a job where I didn't have to do that much thinking.

So, I guess we all invariably end up wishing we could do something more/less 'worthwhile' at some point. I wouldn't worry too much.

Post Office by Charles Bukowski

This is on my shelf but I've yet to read it... is it any good? Or will I want to completely quit my entire life?

tissp! (the impossible shortest specia), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:48 (twenty years ago)

I always fantasize about blue collar jobs because I think I'll get off my ass and get some exercise. Then, I stop to notice every blue collar guy I see looks like the King of Queens.

Stoner Guy, Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:49 (twenty years ago)

It doesn't help that it's beautiful and sunny and hot outside and about 20 degrees below zero inside my office.

n/a (Nick A.), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:50 (twenty years ago)

So put on a sweater and quit you're crybabying. See, that's the kind of remark you'll hear from your new blue collar coworkers! You remember the Trump show of the college grads vs. the high schoolers, right? Who had more class?

Stoner Guy, Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:51 (twenty years ago)

anyone i know who believed that shit had it quickly knocked out of them by 12 hour shifts in a computer factory

fcuss3n, Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:52 (twenty years ago)

I often feel this way about my work. I'm constantly in conflict with myself over why I'm doing what I do, knowing full well that I'm participating in creating things that have no substantive value, that exist as mere product, that have no reason for being, no artistic point-of-view, and a definite callous disregard for human emotion and the effect that the end result of the work I do has on the people involved. There is a certain amount of "plausible denial" that goes on with people I work with and probably with myself as well, since I feel that what I do represents some of the worst impulses of both the people who are publicized via this work and those who are behind the scenes manipulating events, thinking nothing of the consequences. I often feel that people I work with and deal with are being paid to ruin and re-define (for years) their own lives for something as small as a few thousand dollars. That's when I want to give it up and write a novel or paint a garage or two.

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:54 (twenty years ago)

I jump whenever there's a chance in my office to rearrange cube parts or customize my desk area by running wire and using tools. I practically refuse to buy any furniture that does not require some assembly. I carry a leatherman, an adjustable wrench, and a ratcheting screwdriver with 6 bits in my backpack at all times, and I kind of can't wait to stop renting and buy so I can do my own work on my own house. The kitchen cabinets in my current apartment are BEGGING for a remodel, and we ought to have newer appliances and I'm sure I could get permission from the condo board to run a couple of pipes up so I could put an all-in-one W/D unit in the linen closet. etc. etc.

I don't think anything you said about having a job where you make/fix things is romanticization. All my job is right now is waiting for things to break so I can tell somebody else about it. I know for certain I'm not the only one who spends most of their day in here thinking about how much nicer it would be to be making something, anything, from ice cream cones to bookshelves.

TOMBOT, Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:57 (twenty years ago)

I can't imagine it. What does one produce in an office?

I produce a magazine. It's no great shakes, but it's something. I'm never "proud" of the final product -- the enjoyment is in the doing.

Paunchy Stratego (kenan), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 18:59 (twenty years ago)

There is a certain amount of "plausible denial" that goes on with people I work with and probably with myself as well, since I feel that what I do represents some of the worst impulses of both the people who are publicized via this work and those who are behind the scenes manipulating events, thinking nothing of the consequences.

What do you actually do, Gear? Unless you'd rather not say, of course... (it sounds very sinister)

tissp! (the impossible shortest specia), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:00 (twenty years ago)

I can't imagine it. What does one produce in an office?

well, as an editor, you are performing an essential step in producing what will eventually be a book...

Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:00 (twenty years ago)

The absolute #1 thing I miss most about blue-collar work = getting to the end of a day and actually having COMPLETED something. Even on those days when I work hard and accomplish things behind the desk, nothing is ever FINISHED. EVER. Maybe this is a symptom entirely of the insurance industry where policies have renewal dates and retroactive dates and tail coverage and premium audits and open claim reserves etc etc, but it would be worth the fat ass and the early stages of carpal tunnel to just once be involved in some sort of project that had a COMPLETE stage.

nickalicious (nickalicious), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:02 (twenty years ago)

Post Office by Charles Bukowski

This is on my shelf but I've yet to read it... is it any good? Or will I want to completely quit my entire life?

You won't ever want to work for the post office. It seems like it'd be okay, getting a lot of exercise and walking through tree-shaded neighborhoods to deliver a vital function of the nation's economy? Apparently, not so.

I've always harbored this thing of quitting my job, getting CDL, and driving a truck. However, I don't think that I'm ready for sleeping on the side of the interstate, being away from the wife, pissing into a Gatorade bottle, or driving an eighteen-wheeler through the Isle of Manhatten.

Pleasant Plains /// (Pleasant Plains ///), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:05 (twenty years ago)

i mean, n/a, you're working at a job where you have little to no emotional/personal investment in what the company does, or so it seems. so it's natural to be restless and bored and annoyed. are you suggesting that there is a sense in which you'd still be restless and bored etc. if you were working somewhere where you "believed" in what you were doing, but the work still took the form of "office work"? i think you might be on to something.

Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:05 (twenty years ago)

I've enjoyed the temp jobs which involved some sort of manual labor much much more than the ones that were strictly office type shit. Being bored is a lot easier to deal with when you're moving around than when you're staring at a monitor ALL. DAY. LONG.
I liked the people at those jobs better than the office ones, too.

oops (Oops), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:08 (twenty years ago)

well it's pretty sinister.

reality television : o

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:11 (twenty years ago)

I produce a magazine. It's no great shakes, but it's something. I'm never "proud" of the final product -- the enjoyment is in the doing.

You're missing the thrill I experienced when I worked in a sub shop and a McDonald's: creating sandwiches! Sandwiches that fed people. Now that's worthwhile, let me tell you. And it just keeps building because everyday you know more and more bellies have been filled by the sweat of your brow.

Stoner Guy, Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:11 (twenty years ago)

I don't think I'm exaggeratting in my comments, either, based on what I've seen.

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:12 (twenty years ago)

by the sweat of your brow.

that's not sweat.... that's _______

Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:13 (twenty years ago)

No, I'm not suggesting I could never be happy working in an office environment. I just wonder if there's something essentially human missing from the typical office job, where you "work" all day long and end up with nothing tangible to show for it.

n/a (Nick A.), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:13 (twenty years ago)

Accomplishment = getting to go home at 5:00

(although admittedly, when I worked the clock-punching, meaningless office temp gig for a year I was having the same feelings)

Jordan (Jordan), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:15 (twenty years ago)

http://www.futurehi.net/archives/000021.html

nickalicious (nickalicious), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:18 (twenty years ago)

'Sunny and beautiful weather' becomes 'damn I wish it was 20 below' real quick when sweat's dripping in your eyes.

That said, I'm much happier in my largely manual-laborer/blue-collar employ than I was waiting tables/bartending or could ever be in an office. My two favorite work activities are demolition and staining (wood). I may get to destroy a 2000 sq. ft. farmhouse from the inside out in the next month, it should be a blast.

milozauckerman (miloaukerman), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:22 (twenty years ago)

the accepted pop psych behind P.O. workers "going postal" though is that their work is "never done" i.e. the mail just KEEPS COMING!

the hardest job i EVER did, bar none, was to wash dishes in a little american-themed restaurant behind byres road in glasgow. i lasted one night. the garbage disposal was broken and the dishes just KEPT COMING. i might be able to handle it better now, but i took my tip-out and called them the next morning and told them i wasn't coming back. to be fair i had no idea what a "kitchen porter" did, and showed up in a white-button-down shirt, expecting to look sharp and ferry plates out to tables. i guess this isn't really a blue-collar job, though.

hasn't our own cis alternated between an oxford education and plumbing?

Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:22 (twenty years ago)

I worked in the vineyards of a california winery, and I actually was a bona fide ditchdigger for awhile, putting in drainage for a new vineyard. It was every bit as romantic as it could be: taking a smoke break in the ditch, eating hardboiled eggs under the shade of a eucalyptus, cans of Hamms from a icy tub after work; I miss it all.

I also worked with total racist tweaker asshole construction guys on dreary prefab subdivision housing, and it was as hot, dusty, and miserable as you can imagine. Also, bakeries and canneries suck. So I don't know.

andy --, Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:22 (twenty years ago)

Another factor is that EVERY job I've ever worked, from high school summer jobs on up, has been in an office, doing essentially the same boring office administrative stuff I've done now. So I worry I'm missing out or neglecting some unknown hidden skill or talent.

n/a (Nick A.), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:24 (twenty years ago)

Maybe you could try a part-time, night job?

nickalicious (nickalicious), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:25 (twenty years ago)

kitchen jobs are the worst. I lasted one shift as a busboy before I asked them to make me a food runner. I can't even imagine working dishes or on the cook line.

milozauckerman (miloaukerman), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:25 (twenty years ago)

I worked for three summers in a row at a book printing company doing a variety of jobs, working the 7-3 shift for 2 1/2 months straight each summer. Stacked boxes, cut paper for printing, mowed lawns, cleaned and scrubbed bathrooms, all for about $200 a week. not fun.

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:26 (twenty years ago)

i worked at a summer arts camps, molding the MINDS of YOUNG CHILDREN. where does that fit in? that was a very fun job, but it payed poorly.

Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:26 (twenty years ago)

I've always harbored this thing of quitting my job, getting CDL, and driving a truck.

OTM. Trucker would be my job of choice if the other things (family, friends, girlfriend, social life, etc) didn't get in the way.

reality television : o

My word.

tissp! (the impossible shortest specia), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:26 (twenty years ago)

For some reason, I loved washing dishes. I mean, I didn't at first, but after the first week or so, something about the repetitiveness of the motions to it and whatnot, I found appealing. It was like a martial art or something, but with insanely hot water. What I didn't like about it was how I smelled when I got out.

nickalicious (nickalicious), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:27 (twenty years ago)

it's pretty grim

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:28 (twenty years ago)

But still glamourous, eh?

tissp! (the impossible shortest specia), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:29 (twenty years ago)

not remotely!

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:31 (twenty years ago)

Truckers get 'roids.

andy --, Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:31 (twenty years ago)

No free coke (not the brown one)? (xpost)

tissp! (the impossible shortest specia), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:31 (twenty years ago)

http://www.ips-dc.org/images/bk-nickel.jpg

Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:32 (twenty years ago)

(for tracer:)
http://www.acclaimposters.com/_gallery/large/10056055.jpg

Pleasant Plains /// (Pleasant Plains ///), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:32 (twenty years ago)

http://images.greencine.com/images/article/chaplin-modern-times.jpg

Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:33 (twenty years ago)

no free coke! no free anything. in fact:

Reality Show Writers Seek Representation
By Richard Verrier, Times Staff Writer

The guild representing Hollywood writers disclosed Monday that more than 75% of the scribes on TV reality shows have signed cards asking to be represented by the union.

The campaign sets up a potential showdown with the companies behind such programs as "Survivor," "The Amazing Race" and "The Bachelor."

The Writers Guild of America, West, said about 1,000 reality TV writers, producers and editors out of an estimated 1,300 have requested since May 7 to join the union. Guild officials said they had sent letters to all the major production companies asking to negotiate, but none responded.

Organizing writers on reality TV shows brings to light what has been one of the proliferating genre's open secrets: that so-called unscripted shows often are scripted after all.

Behind the scenes of popular reality shows, writers craft game formats, coach contestants and feed lines to such stars as Paris Hilton in Fox's "The Simple Life."

Writers also splice together comments to create story lines and manufacture drama. In industry parlance, it's an editing process known as "Frankenbite."

Because writers are deeply involved in the dozens of reality shows, union leaders argue, they should get similar pay and benefits as writers on conventional programs.

"These are issues of justice for these writers," said Daniel Petrie Jr., president of the WGA, West. He described reality TV as a "sweatshop" for writers.
"We've heard stories of people working three or four days at a stretch with an hour and half sleep at night, or 23-hour days in 100-degree heat with no overtime."

J. Nicholas Counter, president of the Alliance of Motion Picture and Television Producers, the industry's negotiating arm, disputed the sweatshop claims.
"I know people in the television business generally work long hours," Counter said. "I'm not aware of any exploitation."

The popularity of "Survivor" and other reality shows triggered an explosion of programs on network and cable TV. Production costs usually are cheaper than network dramas and sitcoms, although the amount of money paid in licensing fees for shows from such top producers as Mark Burnett has soared dramatically.

Writers who work on prime-time scripted shows receive a guaranteed 13-week pay of $3,477 a week, plus pension, health and residual payments. By contrast, those who work in reality shows typically earn from $700 to $1,200 a week. Unlike other writers, they typically do not receive pension, health or residuals and usually work for two to three months per job, according to the guild.

"We're making shows that make these networks millions and we can't afford a middle-class lifestyle," said Rebecca Hertz, a field producer who has worked on "The Swan" for Fox. "We think it's time for that to end."

Dave Rupel has worked on such reality shows as "Big Brother" and "Temptation Island," as well as such scripted dramas as "Homicide: Life on the Street" and "In the Heat of the Night." He said the skill set was similar.

"People who tune into a reality show expect a beginning, middle and an end," he said. "We're storytellers, and we should get the same benefits."

The guild, which began organizing the writers a year ago, said it went public with its campaign after major production companies ignored its demand for recognition.

Counter said that the guild did not have legal authority to seek recognition from the companies because some of the workers already are represented by other unions, including the Directors Guild of America and the International Alliance of Theatrical Stage Employees.

But Cheryl Rhoden, the guild's assistant executive director, said people who signed the authorization cards were not represented by other unions.

"We absolutely have legal authority to pursue representation for these men and women, " she said.

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:39 (twenty years ago)

You mean reality is not really real?!

OMGWTF etc

tissp! (the impossible shortest specia), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:46 (twenty years ago)

: O

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:48 (twenty years ago)

actually the true secret is the "we'll pay you a flat rate, so if you work 80 hours you still get paid the same as if you worked 40. oh and if we decide to pay you for a sixth day of work--fat chance--forget about overtime."

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:49 (twenty years ago)

Lately, when I get down about the absurd, alienating nature of the seemingly pointless, impractical, alienating super-narrow work that I and so many other people do, I try to picture the entire modern economy as this vast, intricate, and rather absurd, but very effective network keeping millions people alive, clothed, fed, and free enough that they can still have hobbies, spend a little time with their families, or discuss things on an internet forum.

Hurting (Hurting), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:50 (twenty years ago)

I would write to your union regarding the lack of free coke in the TV industry. It is an affront to my expectations, and I am disillusioned with the whole TV system now.

Meanwhile, everyone else can feel free to write to their respective ILX representatives regarding the flagrant derailing of this thread. Sorry, folks.

actually the true secret is the "we'll pay you a flat rate, so if you work 80 hours you still get paid the same as if you worked 40. oh and if we decide to pay you for a sixth day of work--fat chance--forget about overtime."

have you thought about changing careers?

tissp! (the impossible shortest specia), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:51 (twenty years ago)

But my answer to the original post: yes, occasionally I think I'd be happier as a carpenter or some kind of skilled craftsman (I'd never EVER want an unskilled, blue collar job). But whenever I try my hand at it, I'm just not very good at it, and I figure I'll better contribute to society by sticking to what I'm good at.

But I do have a friend -- smart, college-educated guy, grew up in a well-off suburb, brother went into advertising, never touched a drill or a saw as a kid -- who ended up working on organic farms, then going into carpentry, and now works in a fine cabinetry shop, and loves it.

Hurting (Hurting), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:54 (twenty years ago)

all day, every day, and with any luck I'll be doing that soon...

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:54 (twenty years ago)

I drove a delivery van for five years. Best job I ever had. At the end of it I was making 8 dollars an hour.

laurence kansas (lawrence kansas), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 19:56 (twenty years ago)

I've totally been thinking this since about March. I'm endlessly waiting for people to get back to me to give me some direction about the work I'm doing (web programming / database buggery), and going to meetings where folks whack each other w/ jargon and talk around issues at hand, and listening to higher-ups paint a rosy lobotomized picture of the strength of the company and what Your Part is in improving the prospects and profits of the shareholders (which is something I wish they actually said!) while listening to my co-workers rightfully complain about being rudderless and spinning their wheels and butting heads with know-nothing upper management types trying to pass the buck, and then my boss says that (since I'm just an intern) I need to impress upon the higher-ups that I'm more than just a worker and I should network and volunteer for things and take lunches with people and Learn The Business. Sometimes I even trick myself into thinking that's what I want, because there's Opportunity To Grow and Experience New Exciting Opportunities and make some $$$$, and sometimes I just want to do something that's in my control that's totally dependant on me, something that's not connected to any sort of ephemeral conglomeration of 0s and 1s, and meanwhile I'm so far along in my CompSci collegiate hoohah (only 9 more credits!) that to switch gears and pursue what I really would like to do / try (become a teacher) is totally unfeasable. So I'm going to play out the string, get the piece of paper, try to find something to fill the void created by 9-to-5 (or, um, 9:30-to-4:45) drudgery, hopefully make some bank for a while before heading back into school, and ultimately suck it the fuck up (as I'm sick of my own whining).

David R. (popshots75`), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 20:13 (twenty years ago)

But, yeah, I've been romanticizing the last gasp of my fast food days, which is total BS, as I was shit on from both ends (upper mgmt & the workers I was managing), my co-workers were mostly annoying high-school kids (I was in my 20s), the hours sucked, and the animosity I felt dealing w/ old folk / college kids / large families as customers was way too apparent in the way I tossed soda cups and food trays around. Yet, at the same time, I left the work at the restaurant, and I left the restaurant clean, and didn't feel vague anxiety over bugs in the code that were there before I was hired, or 4 people wanting something done 10 different ways that make no damn sense, or folks questioning my fucking commitment to Sparkle Motion because I don't wave pom-poms while doing my work. Or the circle of hell that is a SOCIAL WORK FUNCTION. There is nothing like getting ignored by dicktastic higher-ups when you shake their hand and introduce yourself.

David R. (popshots75`), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 20:21 (twenty years ago)

I often find myself in situations with higher-ups in which I have to suddenly stop myself sucking up completely, and take a step back to say, "wtf am I doing?". Then I later regret this decision and spend many an hour losing productivity to thoughts of whether I am ever going to grow up, both in a personal and a career sense. Then I think I don't want to sell out. Rinse and repeat.

tissp! (the impossible shortest specia), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 20:26 (twenty years ago)

THIS IS A SIGN THAT YOU ARE ALL COMMUNISTS

Curt1s St3ph3ns, Tuesday, 21 June 2005 20:57 (twenty years ago)

Just making things or doing something physical all day long isn't any more satisfying than sitting at a desk or in a meeting. Manual labor is a mite bit closer to what we were built for than sedentary office stuff is, so that is a very small plus for laboring. The drawback is that a repetitive physical job often just exhausts you while boring you to tears.

What matters to me in a job is whether my actions produce something I deem worth my effort. Usually there has to be some sort of problem to solve that changes often enough to engage my interest, and I have to be good enough at it to get acceptable results. White collar jobs can pose interesting problems and obtain satisfactory results, too. Craft-related (skilled) blue collar work can be just as engaging.

Aimless (Aimless), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 21:37 (twenty years ago)

The jackasses at the set-design company downstairs from me don't seem like the types I'd want to work with.

Hurting (Hurting), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 21:39 (twenty years ago)

I think this is very common among people who work in front of a computer all day. I don't think it actually has to do with creating something so much as a desire to get away from the computer and be active for a while. Part of the theory of Participatory Economics is that workers should have diverse responsibilities and share work in such a way that everyone gets a chance to get out of the building for a while, do something mindless and physical for a while, sit in front of the computer for a while, etc. As it is, most people either sit all day, stand all day, talk on the phone all day, drive all day or do physical labor all day without the kind of variation in tasks and duties that we need to keep our brains going.

walter kranz (walterkranz), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 21:52 (twenty years ago)

For some reason, I loved washing dishes. I mean, I didn't at first, but after the first week or so, something about the repetitiveness of the motions to it and whatnot, I found appealing. It was like a martial art or something, but with insanely hot water. What I didn't like about it was how I smelled when I got out.

Totally. I used to work at the Best Job Ever: I worked at a Lodge up in the White Mountains where, depending on the day, I was Cook, Receptionist, Handyman, Waiter or Dishwasher. DW was my fave after cooking. I spent weeks dialing in a system and once I had it down it really was like doing martial arts or playing a sport or something. A friend of mine (admittedly sort of a...hippy?) once watched me wash dishes during a particularly busy dinner and said it was like watching a dance performance. I kicked ASS at dishes.

My dream job has always been ski patroller. You wake up early, ski fresh powder at sunrise, chuck a few sticks of dynamite (or fire a Howitzer, if you're lucky), futz around in the woods with posts and rope, and then spend the rest of the day helping people that have been injured. The guys and gals at Aspen Highlands were like fucking supermen.

And you make jack-shit.

giboyeux (skowly), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 22:14 (twenty years ago)

You make contentment and happiness, surely?

tissp! (the impossible shortest specia), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 22:15 (twenty years ago)

I was thinking today of how much happier I'd be if I just got to design databases all day long, instead of having to interact with human beings.

DV (dirtyvicar), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 22:47 (twenty years ago)

I like the idea of being like a master violin maker or something. Slow quiet patient hours carving wood for a cello, or making kids toys, or weaving lovely rugs... I know in reality it'd probably be very dull and hand-achy tho.

I dont really *do* anything useful in my job. I am a support tech at a satellite broadband company. People call us to whine about their service, sometimes from the Middle East. I suppose we're providing internet to those who couldnt get it any other way, so yay to the farmers and ski fields workers and so on.. but erm, we also provide bandwidth to like, the US army in Bagdhdad and stuff, so yeah, hm.

Trayce (trayce), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 22:57 (twenty years ago)

You make contentment and happiness, surely?

Well...yeah. And sweet, sweet lines in the fresh at 7.30am. Nothing purdier.

giboyeux (skowly), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 23:07 (twenty years ago)

I think some of us are confusing "shit jobs" or "jobs for teenagers" with "blue collar jobs."

Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 23:13 (twenty years ago)

i.e. being a greeter at Wal-Mart is not "blue collar" although it is mighty shit

Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 23:17 (twenty years ago)

i.e. the further denigration of blue collar work

Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 23:18 (twenty years ago)

no, cheery white retirees work as greeters at Walmart! they're wealthy, they only do it to give back to the community.

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 23:19 (twenty years ago)

I was thinking today of how much happier I'd be if I just got to design databases all day long, instead of having to interact with human beings.

I've been solo freelance for 3 1/2 years now and I'm starting to get a little antsy for human contact. I'm sure it's why I've started spending so much time on ILE. I wish I lived in a city with regular FAPs -- or a wet county, for that matter.

Rock Hardy (Rock Hardy), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 23:25 (twenty years ago)

I write software - a huge ton of which gets used by people in another department. So yeah, I get to see things that I made get used, but- those people get to page me, grumble about the UI, bitch when our services explode, and so on. Said users are spread around the northern hemisphere, so they page me at all **** hours of the night. The minor satisfaction of Creating Something Vaguely Useful is entirely negated when my pager goes off at 5 AM because the DB in Munich just crashed. So there's my small take on this.

lyra (lyra), Tuesday, 21 June 2005 23:48 (twenty years ago)

One summer I worked a blue collar job. Electrician's helper. This was industrial work at places such as chemical plants and medical waste incinerators. Made me really respect the people who do these jobs their whole lives, and be glad I have an office job.

Office work can be satisfying as long as you believe you are creating something. A lot of office work is just paper pushing, and I can see how that is depressing. I'm an engineer, so whenever something I design is built in real life, I can point to it and say "I was part of that"

Still, I always jump at the chance for field assignments when they come around, because sitting in a cubicle all days gets old.

mjfan, Tuesday, 21 June 2005 23:49 (twenty years ago)

work retail and get the worst of both worlds.

strng hlkngtn, Wednesday, 22 June 2005 00:01 (twenty years ago)

everybody in my town looks like jerri blank

jody l'anti-vierge (Jody Beth Rosen), Wednesday, 22 June 2005 00:15 (twenty years ago)

ah Tucson!

Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Wednesday, 22 June 2005 00:16 (twenty years ago)

work retail and get the worst of both worlds.

yup!

I would kill for a 9-5 M-F office job right now.

tokyo nursery school: afternoon session (rosemary), Wednesday, 22 June 2005 01:01 (twenty years ago)

when i was on my way to my constitutional law exam on monday morning i stopped my car next to a building site where a bunch of builders were having a smoko out the front and had wild fantasies about getting out of the car and asking for a job as a brickie's labourer and never doing another law exam EVER

gem (trisk), Wednesday, 22 June 2005 01:05 (twenty years ago)

but i didn't. the exam was really hard but i think i passed.

gem (trisk), Wednesday, 22 June 2005 01:05 (twenty years ago)

:)(

oops (Oops), Wednesday, 22 June 2005 01:47 (twenty years ago)

four weeks pass...
Sigh.

n/a (Nick A.), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:12 (twenty years ago)

Sometimes I regret taking one major in college that I don't really care about but which is "practical" (psychology) and another that was interesting but has absolutely no practicality at all for me unless I do 10 more years of school (religion). I should have just become an anthropologist or a scientist or something.

n/a (Nick A.), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:14 (twenty years ago)

Shit, I'm not even romanticizing blue-collar work anymore, I'm just being whiny.

n/a (Nick A.), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:17 (twenty years ago)

I miss this job I used to have, similar to Gear's in some ways. Now I SAVE THE ENVIRONMENT but it is dull.

Adam In Real Life (nordicskilla), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:20 (twenty years ago)

you should become a moustache champion like me

Marco Salvetti - world moustache champion (moustache), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:20 (twenty years ago)

You're THE Marco Salvetti?

Adam In Real Life (nordicskilla), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:21 (twenty years ago)

I have a couple of friends who have turned to blue collar jobs, which Nick knows about already, but anyway.

One of them was working as an architect for her dad and making lots of mula, but she hated staring at the computer all day. So she moved several states away and got a job at a recording studio part time. Her pay is bad and hours are unpredictable. In the winter, she might only be able to get a handful of hours on the clock. But she's happy with her simpler life.

Another friend worked in an IT department for a big company making mucho dinero. Then he suddenly decided he wanted out of the office, so he studied up on auto mechanics and became one. Now he just hangs out with his wife and kid all week and works long hours Friday through Sunday. He gets paid pretty well and loves being out and about. However, he says the job is really hard physically. A lot of the older guys he works with are all scraped up from years of hard labour, so he doesn't plan to do it for too long.

Sarah McLusky (coco), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:39 (twenty years ago)

I LOVE it when sarah says "mula"!

Adam In Real Life (nordicskilla), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:39 (twenty years ago)

I have plans for the next year that would hopefully involve leaving my boring job, and back-up plans if those plans don't work, which would involve the same.

Adam In Real Life (nordicskilla), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:42 (twenty years ago)

I've thought about this blue collar thing, and it certainly isn't for me. I enjoy certain aspects of it though. Office jobs are boring as hell, even if you you are in a highly specialized position, it still boils down to sitting at your desk 8-12 hours of day and tapping out certain key combinations on your keyboard in hopes that they will form the framework for some sort of product or device.

My real aspiration for a career is the aquisition of knowledge. I want to have a job that allows me to continue to learn in the areas that I want to learn in. Pay does not matter. Enter a career in academia!

Jeff-PTTL (Jeff), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:52 (twenty years ago)

hopefully it involves dinero! xpost!

laurence kansas (lawrence kansas), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:52 (twenty years ago)


errrrr...haha!

Adam In Real Life (nordicskilla), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 19:53 (twenty years ago)

I totally understand Nick's sentiment here.

I felt this way all through my 6+ year career of web design which is one of the reasons I went into teaching. I wanted something that mattered. Well teaching ended up mattering a little too much for me to continue to have a life so I had to leave that.

Some of the most satisfying jobs I've had included checking groceries and working in a restaurant kitchen. In both situations I think it was the exhaustion and feeling of completing something which pleased me.

So far I'm finding that as well in my present job (programming at a university). More opportunities for feeling accomplished, real-world application (e.g. not just making someone richer), and the feeling that I'm making useful things (more so than when I did straight graphic design.)

That being said I've long known that working with bytes and pixels all day means I need to have something tangible outside of work. I like to crochet, embrodier and knit for this. Physical things are good.

Miss Misery (thatgirl), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 20:03 (twenty years ago)

That's a good idea. I have the band, but we don't really have tangible goals as a band. I should think of more concrete goals for my free time, so that I can feel like I'm being productive.

n/a (Nick A.), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 20:05 (twenty years ago)

the only thing i can say for blue collar jobs (having worked em all through high school and college) is that they make non-working time much more yours than an office gig. after a draining, dull day in front of a computer you might go home to sit in front of the television — no separation in that. when i did more manual labor (auto garage, farmhand, mover, painting houses) i always relished anytime i had to myself (i.e. drank more). but there's just as fast a burnout phase on that sorta gig as there is a desk one, and inevitably the desk job pays more.

my happiness at work is almost always directly related to how busy i am. it's the idle time (which, thankfully, i haven't really had in three years now) that kills me.

Jams Murphy (ystrickler), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 20:05 (twenty years ago)

really, though, fuck blue collar work. It's all about running around in a loin-cloth killing gazelles and dragging back to your tribe. That's the cure for the office-work blues.

mikef (mfleming), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 20:30 (twenty years ago)

the summer after my sophomore year, i went home to the family's house and at my parents' urging, got a job at a machine shop just a few miles north.

i fucking hated it. mind-numbing repetitive work, osha violations, back problems from standing all day, burned out three walkmen from listening to books on tape for 8-12 hours a day, getting up at 5:30am on certain days. killed my summer and killed my mood.

seriously, fuck that job.

tho one of my coworkers was the only lesbian national guard member i've ever met, and working there that summer caused me to realize that i had been suffering from massive clinical depression for the previous 7 years.

kingfish (Kingfish), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 20:37 (twenty years ago)

Actually, I guess the only proper blue-collar job I've ever had was at a newspaper distribution warehouse in high school. It was actually a lot of fun for a teenager...we got to blow things up when the boss left.

But watching my father struggle with assholes and, frankly, outright political corruption at the fire department where he worked for thirty years hasn't made a blue-collar job seem that romantic to me. Most days I'm quite glad to be abstracted from it all, and to not have to deal with people for the most part. I go for a good long bike ride at lunchtime if I need to get my blood flowing.

mikef (mfleming), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 20:48 (twenty years ago)

You know what I don't miss about "blue-collar" jobs? The way everyone sits in their cars in the parking lot right before the time to clock in. I made the mistake once of actually getting out of my car and walking inside the building while everyone else sat out there at 7:56. I was later chastised for "showing off".

I don't miss eating lunch in my car either.

Pleasant Plains /// (Pleasant Plains ///), Wednesday, 20 July 2005 20:57 (twenty years ago)


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