I have one, and it's something I had to really prepare myself to endure.

I'll explain. For a long time I had a hard time being motivated to work, well, when I was a teen. I would always enjoy sitting down playing games all day and then sleeping all night, or sleeping all day and playing games all night. MMO's and steam, and just leaving my avatar idle in Second Life for days because she "lived there". Then came a reality check, I couldn't depend on mommy and daddy forever to carry me around...I was looking at classmates move out at well before 18 or at 18 and figured I'd do the same...I never did. I was the one who always spent hours doing nothing and enjoying it, working on rpg maker and just fooling around wasting my youth. Fast forward, I started becoming depressed, mainly due to my mom always telling me horrid things such as how I was never going to amount to anything and how I was the reason her marriage was unstable etc etc.

Fast forward again, my trusty friend of 17 years or more decided to get me out of the mess I seemed to be stuck in. With no transportation my job hunts where always online, but most of them always ended up being some third party that suckered me into giving out info to spam me with their crap. My friend got me connected with a agency that found jobs for the people that singed up for them, simple enough. So it began, they assigned me to some company that makes condensers for radiators. Now, you take a person whose use to being on a computer, pasty, sunless, and place them in a factory with people, lord forgive...that are not as "normal" to you.

Let me recollect what I'm trying to say. The job is brain dead that the agency gave me. I was sent to it so fast, and wondered why there where so many positions open. All I do, for 12 hours, is place a condenser in a machine...the machine itself is pretty crap. The "Helium Leak Chamber" is old and well due for maintenance , it constantly gives me errors so much that I learned how to fix it on a semi level a engineer does, just without actually operating the insides of it. All of my co-workers think I'm odd, but have grown to love me in a sense that I'm...different.  Most of the employees are people with little ambition, not ALL of them mind you, but one guy's breath smells like he does pot all the time, and he constantly brags about his days in school in which he skipped classes (highschool). Another lady always says "the white man" and is very...racist. We all get along, but it's depressing knowing I made my fate as it is with this job. But you know what? I endured, I told myself to STFU and stop being a princess, and just endure...

And now, I have seen the results of just doing the job, and looking for better, currently I have been given a position as a correctional officer, I did this while working this brain dead job of 9.00 an hour. I'm much stronger now, and 12 hour shifts are normal to me now. I've mixed my gaming with work, and now can buy things or games with the money, but also work off my student loan. I also have been good at saving money and all around a more "go getter" type of person. I'll be making 4.50 more once I get the position, just doing lots of tests and passing. I can make a top out of 20.50, but also can apply for the sergeant or other ranks. It's going well, and I turned from lazy gamer, to a decent person without sacrificing my true self, someone who likes to live.


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Have you ever worked a job that makes you insane with boredom or depression? Did the people around you seem the same or "stuck?" and did you escape it?

not yet..

what

I don't know I get pretty bored sometimes but I honestly do alot of interesting shit sometimes but then sometimes I do routine boring shit too. Like this morning we had to move a 600+ lbs rack full of mooring line across the deck with just a pallet jack and some 2x4s and it was pretty tough but I really like shit like that because it makes you think and try to figure out how to make something work with only what you've got on hand.

I don't think there is anything too soul numbing about my job the only thing that really bothers me is not being able to promote myself as fast as I'd like right now because I need seatime so I'm not really going anywhere right now. And spending most of my time away from home on a ship that goes nowhere.

gotta sacrafice to make the money though so I try not to think or complain about it too much.

there can be no job that is more soul numbing than jobhunting

every job i've ever worked has been soul numbing. welcome to the real world!

also for $9/hr i would do that job anyday man. i've worked far worse for far less money.

walmart was the absolute worst though in terms of BOREDOM. i'd essentially have to pretend to be busy for ~9 hours a day because as the sole HARDWARE MAN i had to stay in my section of the store incase anyone needed paint made.

yeah man my boy worked in home depot as the paint guy, made paint and sales suggestions and yeah he hes told me some stories from there.

I was a temp at an office for a summer and I litterally had to stamp envelopes all day because they didn't have anything for me to do. I also filed cases and stuff like that. Time killing strategies included playing pokemon, reading batman comics, and pixeling on the non internet having computers.

Please reserve exclamatory titles for when they are appropriate.

that's good to hear.
i am doing my civil service as an archives secretary at our city's academic hospital. a big part of my job description is dismantling x-ray reels. i do this alone at the basement level of our hospital.

it's uh very absurd life. you take the reel from the cardboard. you lift up your arm up to a ~90 degree angle. then you pull from the film with your left hand while holding from the coil with your right hand and you...wait as the reel dismantles itself. sometimes you have to pull again from the film due to the glue that keep's the reel together. and you wait. you do this until the containers are filled with films (takes about 1d to 1½d) and after that you order new containers that arrive within few days. sometimes i do this again at friday if they arrive early.
i throw the cardboards into containers in different ways and from different distances. most of the time i do it in the boomerang fashion from a medium distance. the floor is filled with cardboards at times, it's messy.
occasionally i jump into the container/platform to stomp furiously on the sea of films (like how all those women in wineyards stomp the grapes, you know THE MENTAL IMAGE). lot of times i sing at the same time convivially & loudly songs like nirvana's "floyd the barber" or iggy pop's "i'm bored". or try to imitate morrisey. sometimes i just dismantle the reels while standing on the sea of films, watching as the reel dismantles graciously against my groin. flap flap flap heh.
one day one of the middle-aged secretaries' found me reciting seperate iggy pop - lines. i was trying to create a NWN/BG1 & 2 soundsets in my mind so i shouted things like "i'm only five-foot one", "i got a pain in my neck!" "i'm bored" "i'm wanking my log, i'm living like a dog".  i made a loud YELP and jumped when she sudendly comes around the corner and i felt really embarrassed. i thought i was alone! i wonder what she thought about me.

fortunately i like doing this as i can be alone and i can do it at my own steady pace without the pressure of performance. more importantly, i can think a lot while i do this. my normal work allows this too. usually if i'm really tired when i come from the work it's either because of sleep deprivation or low bloodsugar or that i have been thinking contantly/hard that day.
i do think big stuff (a whole lot actually!) but most of the time it's dumb or silly stuff. for example, the connection between adam lambert's album's cover and jojo's bizarre adventure - artwork and esthetics, finally a connection between japanese and america? fashion and metrosexuality. thinking about a concept of legend of zelda 2 aka glassy stoner. note: your children's first playing machine will be pentium II, windows 95 with soundblaster 16. note ahhhaha, i wonder how the rpg's got their eg. dog soundfiles? ahhhaha valve-software sound dep., beating dogs at the backroom UGH dying sounds? hideo kojima, goes to a battlefield for authentic material for his newest game...also combined gorilla dead growls to chainsaw *_*' combined Iggy Pop's death howl to- NO!!! NO!!!! NO!!!!!!!! i'm wanking my log, i'm living like a dog... i'm bort.pump me up... pump me up!! pump!!!! pump!!!! raaagh!!!!! i'm pumped ull of healthy guaranas, ginseng, b-vitamins and taurine!! AAAA a gull that sounded like chiptune/squarewave!?!? [that ][/that] ahhhaha why do i think JIM CROCE when i think of bizarre chiptunes. i occasionally write down ideas and thoughts like these down, i have a notebook for that.

i'm pumped ull of healthy guaranas, ginseng, b-vitamins and taurine!!

I hope not. stay away from that stuff

besides vitamins but you can get those in food

No I like my job.  Get paid 9 bucks an hour to make food for people, have dance parties, sit around and eat...I do have to do all the boring shit like mopping and doing dishes but idc.

there can be no job that is more soul numbing than jobhunting

qft.
ps i hate job hunting. there are no jobs. anywhere.

Just quit a roofing job today. My back is destroyed and so is my skin. I really thought I could get used to it but 12 hours on a roof in the heat is really not for me . All the guys I worked with were in shape, still chain smoking like crazy and yet were able to excessively remove/insert new shingles, and not to mention survive the heat too. I have so many cuts on my arms and hands despite wearing gloves. I've destroyed 2 pairs of pants and my socks had to be thrown in the trash since they were beyond redemption. If you are a roofer you are a very hard working individual and should be given an award equal to an emmy (or whatever the great awards are i dunno)

I wouldnt say it was a soul numbing job, but more of a soul excreting job. It really took the life out of me!! argh I'm just disappointed that I wasn't able to work there too long. the pay was amazing and for a good reason too. I just....wasn't part of that good reason.

Next stop, Grocery store!

qft.
ps i hate job hunting. there are no jobs. anywhere.

hi please explain this to someone who matters (pops)

it wouldn't bother me much but his answer is BELIEVE IN YOURSELF or something like that and it's like yeah I do believe in myself there's just no jobs

hi please explain this to someone who matters (pops)

it wouldn't bother me much but his answer is BELIEVE IN YOURSELF or something like that and it's like yeah I do believe in myself there's just no jobs

yeah. my parents are like this too.

there can be no job that is more soul numbing than jobhunting

Very true. It's just as bad as a terrible job and it's compounded with the extra joy of being broke. I recently finished up a contract and not working/having money is really starting to get to me, I'm at the stage where I'm gonna go back to getting a fast food job instead of working at another great opportunity like the one I got late last year. After I finish uni it'll hopefully be a bit easier, but talking to some of my mates who have Masters and aren't having much luck isn't helping that too much.

But yeah, I hear factory work is terrible. Have you thought of construction? You don't necessarily have to be big, the strength will come in time. But really things like bricklaying/landscaping are better than factory work in terms of interest and they make you pretty physically fit. I did both for a couple of weeks and enjoyed them quite a bit, there's a nice sense of camaraderie on a construction site.