Work Rant, Part 1

I named this "Work Rant, Part 1" not because I'm going to make this into a several part blog but because I figure this probably won't be the last of the work rant blogs to come... I'm currently sitting in a 6' x 6' cubicle, more or less pondering the meaning of life. It's funny how, when you're in school, all you want is to be done and to get out into the work force but then when you're out here, all you want is to go back to school. Or maybe not so much go back to school but to be a kid again. Life can be really cruel and ironic sometimes. Actually, it seems to be that way more often than not. Especially as you get older. So anyway, as the 3 of you know, I work at a mortgage company. I work in the payoff department which means that, other than the recon department, we're pretty much the last thing that your loan goes through before you have it paid off. Which also means that we don't actually bring in any money. We're not writing loans or any of that junk. I just get to sit back and get yelled at by borrowers who can't figure out how to add or subtract but who somehow think, despite that small disability, they still know more than me when it comes to mortgages. And maybe they do. But they usually don't. I guess I don't really have anything specific to complain about... It's more of an obtuse, overall complaint about being young but feeling old, sitting in a cuby and getting chubby, working at a company that makes a billion dollars a month but only gives me enough to pay rent, debt, and food... Welcome to the business world. I am but a number (and I'm so insignificant here that they don't even tell me what my number is). I guess I could be doing a lot crappier work for a lot less pay. But I could also be a rockstar or architect or independently wealthy. Oh well. One of my teachers in high school always said that the world needs ditch diggers. Lately I find myself wondering if he meant that literally or figuratively because sometimes I just feel like it keeps getting deeper and deeper and more and more hopeless.

What a depressing blog. Sorry.

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