Are you crazy, or am I?

Screen shot 2009-11-24 at Nov 24, 2009, 9.46.05 PMSo apparently I’m the only PF person in the world that would consider taking a job cleaning sewers if the pay was substantial. I’m not going to say I’m surprised by that. I actually had Girl Ninja read yesterday’s post before it went live and she mirrored the same thoughts you all did. I have a thousand different arguments and justifications for why I am right and you all are lame, but in reality, when it’s one versus thirteen, I must be the crazy one.

I’ve been fortunate enough to never have a job I hated. Sure, I’ve had some that were not ideal, but I’ve always managed to make whatever I’m doing enjoyable. I’m too young, too ambitious, and too happy to put myself in a crappy work environment. My question, to all of you who commented yesterday that you had jobs you hated: Why? Was it your attitude? Was it the people? The pay? Why the heck didn’t you quit the second you despised it? Surely you could have found some type of employment elsewhere? If money was not important, then why didn’t you quit immediately and apply to McDonald’s?

Okay, moving on. I mentioned yesterday, there was one exception to my willingness to work anywhere for a CRAZY HIGH salary. Wanna know what that exception is? Time. I would never work somewhere that required more than 50 hours a week of work. That’s right, I said never. Not even for the coolest, sweetest, awesomest job in the world. Work has never been, and will never be what is most important to me. Family, friends, and fun will always come before work.

I was talking with a physician the other day, and he mentioned he works a little over 100 hours a week. Holy guacamole! I realize there are other work-a-holics out there, perhaps some reading this, that work 70, 80, 90 hour weeks. It makes sense to work a lot, if work is at the top of your priorities. For me it hasn’t been, nor will it ever be. I’ll give you 40 hours of my week, occasionally more, but never will I spend more waking hours “on the clock” than I will off.

I may be willing to be a pooper scooper for $100,000/yr, but I would never be a professional ice cream taster working 60 hours a week for similar pay. So now let’s run another poll. If you had to be at a job that you weren’t particularly fond of (think lawn mower) for 40hrs/wk, or you could have a job you enjoyed (think rodeo clown) but had to work 60hrs/wk, what would you do? You know my opinion, what’s yours?