Why I Love my Job, Part I

There are so many reasons one can give for loving one’s job. The pay could be great, the people fantastic, the job challenging or stimulating, the hours flexible or the work easy and simple. There are literally thousands of reasons one might love or hate one’s job. Each person will give a different account, even of the same job depending on so many factors.

I am not a pessimist but I am certainly not an optimist. I am where I believe most people are, somewhere between morose and on some sort of mood elevator. I sometimes see the bad I sometimes see the good. So when I feel the need to post about why I truly love my job there has to be some reason.

First, I work for the Church which in and of itself is cause for rejoicing. The Church here is striving enough at least that it can pay my stipend as little as it and keep a roof over my head and food on my table. Not a bad guarantee in these troubling economic times.

Working for the Church has its definite perks, like the accessibility of daily mass. Daily mass is one thing I often look at and go, oh yeah I can go there but there is too much in the inbox and not enough in the outbox so I won’t.

The next thing I love about my job is definitely the people. Only in my office will everyone stop everything for about 3 minutes to congregate in the living room for no apparent reason except someone is having a bad day and needs to vent to who ever will listen. Granted sometimes people just tell you to shut up and go back to your office but it is said with love and concern.

Yes we work, and we work hard but still there are those moments when everyone recognizes that that project can wait five minutes and this person needs me. I doubt they need all 13 of us all the time, but still they need us.

I love the fact that everyone knows how hard the work can be and how demanding it is and still does it. These are people who do there jobs well and see things through to the end.

Like with all things there are exceptions to the rule and yes there are days when my job has me seriously questioning the future of humanity but for those days there is always the scooter.