My thoughts are dominated with work and how unhappy I am. I can't really write about how I'm not challenged, I'm not learning anything new, I have no opportunity to be creative, I'm not helping people, most of the time I'm talked to like I'm an idiot and receive inappropriate comments almost daily. There's no room for me to get promoted. And I should really shut up now. I've said too much already. I know I shouldn't write those things, but it's all I think about. It was extremely difficult for me to get any job, so I should be happy for the one I have.
In the last couple of months I've picked up two freelance gigs. In my evenings and over the weekends I'm working on projects that are challenging, interesting, allow me to be creative, research a variety of topics and interview people, write about what I'm learning and I receive comments that have nothing to do with soapy showers, massages, or sex, they're compliments on my work or conversations that involve someone asking for my opinion. It's a totally different working environment.
I'm also working with Bill Streeter on a documentary about St. Louis Brick. I've been researching stories, contacting a wide variety of people and interviewing them by phone before they're filmed for the documentary. It's still in the early stages of production, the first weekend of filming just wrapped. I feel very lucky to be meeting so many great people and involved with a project that I can be passionate about.
I just wish I could feel like that all the time, feel excited and look forward to work each day. Maybe I'm asking for too much?
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Listening to: J.U.F. - When I was a little spy
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