I think there are few of us who haven't said at one time that we hate our jobs. Unless you are one of the precious few who get to do what they love for a living, most of us have a bizarre relationship with our chosen professions. We select certain career paths based on a certain level of comfort and satisfaction and we subject ourselves to hours of said jobs to maintain our preferred lifestyles. But as far as most jobs go, we do them because we have to, not because we want to. I think regardless of your station in life, we will always find something to hate about our own jobs. I think most people just dislike the entire concept of working. However, as bad as our occupations may seem sometimes, as much as we hold vendettas against our own jobs…understand these are personal hatreds. We hate our own jobs because WE have to do them and they distract us from the things we would rather be doing. We don't necessarily hate what the jobs are we just dislike the notion of HAVING to do them. But what about those jobs that are unanimously disliked by almost all of mankind? Where the actual responsibilities or duties of the jobs are hated by the general public? What if you were one of these people who's lot in life it is to perform these occupations that everyone else in the world despises?
Like…
Telemarketers
Is there really a worse job than being a telemarketer? Seriously, because
if there is I can't think of it. Sure cleaning out sewage tanks would
not be a luxurious way to spend ones time, but at least people appreciate
you for doing that. No one appreciates telemarketing. Think about it,
your sole job requirement is to bug people. That's it. No one in history
has ever uttered the line "it's a good thing that telemarketer called…"
This job asks of you to call people at the most inopportune times to try
to peddle some crappy good or service. It's 7:30 pm on a Friday night
and you have to call Craig Johnson to see if he wants a subscription to
the National Post. Still want the job? Telemarketing inspires rude behaviour
out of every single person it comes in contact with. My grandmother, God
rest her soul, who I believe was one of the greatest, kindest women that
ever lived, would tell telemarketers to piss off. And just think how awful
it feels to be hung up on, well these people get that sensation a hundred
times a day. How awful is that? I'm convinced that telemarketing is a
form of torture. I believe in Dantes Inferno, it was described that the
fifth ring of Hell was a call centre.
Customs Agents
These are not a few of our favourite people. Everyone dreads having to
speak to custom agents or border cops. I can think of about ten million
other things I would rather do than be interrogated by these law enforcement
drop outs. I believe jamming a meat thermometer into my ear ranks slightly
above a brief tete a tete with Mr. customs agent. The very responsibilities
of a customs agent stimulate fear, hatred, and provokes lying out of the
masses. How could you be fulfilled with your job knowing that? Every single
person you speak to is thinking in the back of their mind "Dear lord,
let this end". So in essence you have selected a job that is the
equivalent of a social leper. People would do anything not to speak to
you. That must feel very rewarding. I guess it doesn't help that the people
that do this job tend to blinded by power, trigger happy and altogether
crusty.
Parking Enforcement
I think these are the most hated people on the planet. Parking enforcement
stooges are disliked by people from all walks of life. We as people have
set aside our differences and come together in our mutual dislike of parking
enforcement workers. There is no good from this job, no one is ever pleased
that you dropped by, and no one will ever thank you for the good work
you are doing. "Hey, thanks for giving me a ticket dickhead, keep
up the great work!" The only thing your job does is ruin peoples
day. That's it. You are the rain on the parade. Your job is a constant
downer. We have no positive interactions with parking enforcement, it's
not like they ever commend people on good parking. Like leaving us little
notes on our windshield that say "Great job getting into this space.
Well done! Signed your friendly neighbourhood parking enforcer".
Your job pisses people off on a daily basis. You should be very proud.
I feel sorry for those people that likely hate their own job, but also the very nature of their job makes them hated by everyone else. How terrible must that be? It's bad enough that there must be days you don't want to go into work, but once you are there you have to solicit and annoy people on the phone to sign up for a computer conference. That's a lose-lose situation my friend. As much as I hate my job at times, at least I know there aren't people who hate me for doing my job. Right? You all like this column don't you?
Umm…Don't you?
…but that's just my opinion.
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