Heat Index: 110F
DWO working at a remote digital loop carrier box, heat index, 110F.
A rural road near where I was working. Looks hot, doesn't it?
Strange when you consider I have a degree in English and communications. Though later, after discovering how valuable a non-teaching English degree is, I went back to school and received a degree in electrical technology. I thought perhaps that might enhance my resume.
Up in the air the easy way. Beats climbing a pole anyday.
Perhaps the money motivates me. Telecommunications jobs, especially union ones tend to pay well and have good benefits. But, is that motivation enough?
Maybe I like being out alone almost as one who owns ones own business, without the pitfalls. Maybe I like doing a job most people won't or can't do. There is a perverse pride that comes with battling heat, cold...the environment. Does there have to be a reason? Do I define the job, or does it define me. Does the type of work I choose to do reflect on who I truly am?
I wonder.
So,why did you choose the job you do? And if you are still choosing, what are you looking for?
posted by Death Warmed Over | 8:35 PM
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I was in the library one day. I was eagerly looking over the books as only a true book addict can do. I was holding out this one and that one, scanning the tables of contents, reading the descriptions when suddenly a....I guess you could call vision...crossed my mind. I saw that no-one had ever checked these books out, perhaps I was the only one who ever would. Many of them had been in the library 20 or 30 years, yet no-one had ever looked at them. Suddenly, I felt like I was in a dark room by myself, talking to myself with no-one listening and all around me were other people doing the same thing. (I don't know if this makes sense) Anyway, I didn't want to be there. What is the use of talking if there is no-one to hear. So, I went into the medical field where I felt that my life would actually touch someone elses. I don't know if I did the right thing or not. I don't think that it is what I am best suited for. (Incidentally, I also went into the medical field for other reasons such as excellent insurance benefits as I have a son with asthma. Plus it was a 2 year degree and I had responsibilities and felt that it would be neglectful of me to linger in school forever.) I often wish that I had more time to do the things that I enjoy and of course, that problem would be solved if my job embraced in any way whatsoever things that I enjoy doing. Unfortunately it doesn't. However, I did want to feel like I was making myself of service in some way and at least I did accomplish that.
I like your description of your job -- you get to call your own shots much of the time, and you get to challenge yourself by facing the elements. That's good stuff.
I have chosen to step away from the "same four walls" corporate life and take on a patchwork career of writing, consulting, and teaching. it reflects my varied interests and constant need for new and different challenges.
Blue Eyes: Your story about how you got into the medical field is amazing. Thanks for sharring!
-- david
I want to go into law because, well its what I enjoyed the most in school. I don't think I'll ever be someone who loves his job though. I'd rather be at home with family always, Career will not be my life
I always feel that my job chose me. Kinda silly, right?
bbe-people I know vacilate between enjoying the medical field and loathing it. I think serving others throught medicine is a noble calling.
David-sounds like you're doing ewhat you enjoy and isn't that the definition of success.
Fresh-try to keep that mindset but its amazing how all encompassing work can become.
EOTR-not silling at all. Often our skills and interests lead us to the right career. Welcome back.
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