Coming home too damn tired to do anything else, even including chores, is top for me.
I have dishes lying around, laundry needing to be done at somepoint, some extra small tasks to do. But, trying to go ‘above and beyond’ for a shitty job just leaves you with nothing left to do them, having to waste time off to finally do them.
I’m in a building that’s not my home, for 8 hours (used to have some days where it was 10 hours), a night. Where my company tries to tell me to treat their building that I work in, as a second home. Dealing with all of these tasks that ultimately mean nothing in the grand scheme of things. Dealing with people who conveniently forget a lot of the time, as to how to be a normal human being and they being at your expense.
And in addition to coming home too damn tired to do anything else, I’m sometimes worrying if what I’m making now for however many hours, is enough to cover everything I need to have or want to have.
It’s the feeling that ultimately what I do is meaningless.
Thing is, I work in quality management and health and safety. From a manufacturing perspective what I do is about as meaningful as it gets. I’m one of the people who makes sure that no one gets hurt! Trouble is, most people in the company seem to have offloaded their responsibility to our office, regardless of how often we tell them that isn’t true.
It should be trivial to roll out a new measure that will ensure a reduction in incidents and accidents, but that measure is only useful while the folks on the shop floor actually pay attention. And they don’t. Not until someone gets hurt, at which point we get asked why we aren’t doing more to ensure things like that don’t happen.
It’s demoralising