I know this week’s new Dustinland comic can come off sort of first world problems / mo money, mo problems, but that’s how I feel. It’s like at every moment my job is to appease one person or several people, possibly with competing demands, and there is no end and no way to make everyone happy. And forget about what I want. Although you can say ostensibly that in doing what I want in the bigger scheme of things, I subject myself to this lifestyle where I am subservient to the wants of others. Which is probably correct. But still, even if you have it good, relatively speaking, you can still feel stressed out — and do.
It’s time for vacation.
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Tagged fatherhood, fathers, job, jobs, parenthood, parenting, parents, stress, stress relief, vacation, work
This week’s Dustinland comic is a fast and cute first world problems sort of deal about something that happened to me late night in the office the other day. No big deal. Just a cute little one. I did draw it in colored pencil though, so that’s different. I’ve been doodling with my kid so I figured why not try his art supplies on my comic just to switch things up. Plus I was too lazy to go downstairs to get my felt-tip pen.
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Tagged advertising, career, drinking, job, jobs, office, single malt, whiskey, work, working late, yamazaki
As I say in this week’s Dustinland comic, being a sanitation worker is probably not the horrible future you were meant to believe it would be as a child. I think I read there is a 5-year waiting list to get the gig in NYC. Or that they only hire 500 new people a year, meaning that statistically it’s harder to get into garbage than Harvard. It does look rough though, physically speaking. I would imagine these dudes are pretty broken by the time they retire. Which is probably at a relatively early age but still, hard to factor in that kind of wear and tear into your salary and benefits. Also it’s probably pretty stinky and dirty. But you know, until Scott Walker has his way with the rest of the nation, it should be a nice blue collar union job that lets people support a family. Imagine that.
PS I shouldn’t always say dudes and men since once I saw a woman sanitation worker. Seems pretttttttty rare though.
Okay, first of all, the message in this week’s Dustinland is that the whole point of giving your job two weeks’ notice is so that you can leave on good terms, not so that you can run around like a dick the whole time. But hey, it sure does feel good to enjoy those two weeks!
And now just to head off any questions, yes, I did just get a new job and I am currently serving out my final two weeks at my current job. Things have not been quite as exciting as depicted in the comic, although I did leave at 4:15 the other day. WOOHOO! LIVING ON THE EDGE!