Hump Day: If you love Mondays you must be doing something right

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By Brian Cormier
Moncton Times & Transcript
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Editorial section

I sometimes wonder how people who have lost the desire to be in their jobs and feel trapped get through the day. It must be awful.

There are many people who keep their jobs just because of the salary. It’s worse when you have a job you hate but make so much money that it’s the only reason you stay. If you’re not making a lot of money, I can imagine you would find it hard to feel sorry for someone who hates their job and is making close to $100,000 per year. Poor baby, right?

I’ve known people who’ve been making close to that and who leave their job because their heart wasn’t in it. It wasn’t their passion. They were dying inside and they weren’t fulfilled. Sure, their wallet was in good shape, but their heart and mind weren’t.

It’s important to work in something you’re passionate about.

Like many people, I’ve had well-paid jobs in the past that I just wasn’t very excited about. One in particular, I remember as not being a good fit from the get-go. I knew it wasn’t for me even when I applied for it, but being financially stressed at the time (as opposed to making the Oprah-level money I am now), I didn’t care. All I saw were the dollar signs.

Unfortunately, dollar signs didn’t equal passion when I eventually got the job and found myself behind a desk doing something I could not have cared less about. I was bored out of my tree. The duties didn’t interest me in the least. I could barely muster up the courage to show up at work. Don’t get me wrong, it was an important job, but I had applied for all the wrong reasons. Well, there was only one reason: the almighty dollar.

I often wonder why people who so clearly detest what they do stay in their jobs. Perhaps it’s the money. Perhaps it’s the routine. Maybe the comfort, even. Either you need the job to actually put food on the table, or you make so much that you need to keep the job to maintain the lifestyle to which you are accustomed.

The best option – at least theoretically – is that you’re working in a job that you love, that pays a fortune and that fulfills you to an unlimited degree. Who wouldn’t want that, after all? When you see people going above and beyond and working crazy hours at a job they love, it really isn’t work for them. It’s joy.

Life is too short to be doing something you hate. It isn’t worth it. Depending on what religion you adhere to, we (may) only have one life to live on this Earth. Even if you believe – like some do – that we return to live many lives, then at least it’s important to make this particular life worth it – even if you’ll be back soon for another mission.

As much as I love social networking websites such as Facebook, I’m always dismayed at the number of negative messages every Monday morning. “Mondays suck!” “Mondays are awful!” “I hate Mondays!” If you hate Mondays that much, you should do yourself a favour (and I mean that literally) and get another job.

We’re supposed to look forward to the future. We’re supposed to look forward to Mondays. If you love your job, Monday should be the best day of the week, not the worst. I loved school and loved being with my friends during the school year. While I looked forward to weekends, I always remember loving Mondays ever since I was knee-high to a grasshopper. It’s the start of new week, new opportunities and new possibilities.

Everyone has bad weeks, but bad weeks aren’t supposed to last forever. Bad weeks aren’t supposed to turn into bad months… and bad years… and then a bad lifetime. I’m sure you’ve heard of those who spend their entire lives in a job they hate just because of the pension. There’s nothing sadder than that. And then when they finally retire and are able to live their real life, they get sick… or drop dead.

Working just to retire is no way to live, unless of course you love what you do. And if you’re lucky enough to be one of those people, you are very fortunate.

Working in a job you love isn’t always possible. Sometimes you just have to eat and pay the rent. We’ve all done that. And, quite frankly, there’s nothing wrong with that. There’s dignity in work. There’s honour in good hard work. We learn things. We get things accomplished. We meet people – many of whom become friends.

But it’s not normal to want to be sick to your stomach before you walk through the doors of your office at the beginning of every week.

Some of my best writing gigs right now don’t pay as much when compared to some corporate work I do, but they’re fun and I look forward to them. In short, I love them because they are part of my passion.

I’ve been writing since I was a kid. I used to scribble gibberish on paper (some would say that I still do that) because I thought that was “handwriting.” Today, I love the fact that writing has become my career. I look forward to every moment of it – whether it’s for the newspaper or another client.

I used to have a cleaning lady who told me point blank: “I love to clean!” In fact, you could have performed surgery on my floors after she was done with them. I always admired what she said that day. It doesn’t matter what you do as long as it’s your passion.

If Monday is your favourite day of the week, you’re doing something right!

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