
I recently spoke to a really naive girl who approached me at a 'gathering' (I won't say anymore about said gathering), she was just finishing uni, she asked me what I did, I told her and then quickly added that I hated it, she then replied 'oh well I'll know not to do that then'. She was really flighty* and didn't seem to be taking anything with a pinch of salt, which I always think works best with most things in life.
I could have told her that I was going to join Girls Aloud and she would have believed me. Come to think of it people do seem to believe a lot of the twoddle that seaps out of my wicked mouth. I remember on holiday once I told everyone one night that I was a presenter on a show on MTV and they were convinced, the hideous amounts of alcohol probably helped.
Anyway back to this girl, we'll call her Maisey, I can't remember her name. She spoke as if she thought her dream job was going to fall out of the sky and into her lap, I agree it's great to even have an idea of your dream job but simultaneously it's equally good to acknowledge that getting one of these is probably one of the hardest missions in life and takes a huge amount of motivation, focus and tenacity and a sprinkling of luck. Needless to say I took an instant dislike to Maisey as she was long overdue a reality check.
I think I can safely say that Maisey falls into the 'generation Y' that the press seem to love talking about at the moment. So basically generation Y are what we can could also call 'digital natives' (thanks to Wikipedia for teaching me another new term) because they've grown up on computers, online, playing games, chatting to others online, researching for their studies online and so they expect everything now now now because they are so used to instant satisfaction from their digital world.
This mixture of an increase in the use of technology and over-reliance on said technology has meant that generation Y are FLIGHTY. The picture above of the beautiful fairy thing is what appeared amongst the other pictures (containing a lot of ponies or horses for some reason, maybe its their temperament?) on google when I did a random image search. Well I like that picture because it's (a) pretty and (b) represents the fantasy world of people like Maisey.
I have to hold my hands up and admit I'm probably borderline generation Y, the internet wasn't mainstream when I was little, we didn't get it at home until I was 16 and even then back in 1997 it wasn't very common at all for a household to have the internet, but it was dial-up and slow and didn't hold a fraction of the information that it holds now. Anyway back to my similarities with generation Y, I'm also unsatisfied at work, jobs which I know will satisfy me and reward me emotionally are mostly lower paid than my current job so in a way I do feel trapped. I've been hopping from one role to another in the hope of finding some element in my work that is at all rewarding but alas the search continues. Sometimes I think why don't I just become a plumber or a carpenter, an actual trade where people will forever need your services, you're well paid and could work anywhere in the world.
Anyway enough of the whimsical chit-chat. I've just realised I wrote the title to this blog months ago when it has nothing much to do with what I've actually written. Well it brings me to my conclusion (this is turning into an essay now!): despite not being happy about work (like a zillion and one other people) I am really happy in other areas of my life because life is all about laughter and forgetting (things that aren't so great). The End.
* I just happened to look up the meaning of this word to see if it was really the one I wanted and was amused by its meaning:
- Given to capricious or unstable behavior.
- Characterized by irresponsible or silly behavior.
- Easily excited; skittish.
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