September 17, 2024, Tuesday night, 7:28pm, pacific standard time, hotel in Visalia, California,USA. I’ve come to understand this job doesn’t owe me anything easy. For a couple weeks, even months, I coasted. Enjoying sporadic travel, working from home, taking time off. Because of that I felt entitled. This survey in Bakersfield proves the ride is over. I have a job because it has to be done and it sucks. Accepting that means more work anxiety but less existential angst. At least I know where the pain is coming from going forward.
Jobs suck
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