Life Of A Blogger #3

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Weekly feature created by Jessi at Novel Heartbeats to discuss one non-bookish topic per week. For more information about this feature click here?

This week’s topic: Career

Okay, so this is a bit of a difficult topic for me. Career implies that I know what I want to do with my life and I don’t have a fucking clue. For the past 5 years, I have worked for a company that sells and rents storage containers. We also deliver our containers and do deliveries, pickups, and moves for other container retailers in the area. I started out as the receptionist, just answering the phone and mailing invoices, and anything else the owner required of me. Now, I am also the dispatcher. I schedule and manage the driver’s day to day activity, doing everything from inputting the job orders to assigning jobs to handling any issues they have while onsite. I do the dispatch on top of my other responsibilities. Mostly, I enjoy it. Scheduling jobs is pretty simple, once you get used to it, but some days the problems we encounter are too much. I’ll have days where things go smoothly and then days where every single driver has issues and I have to call customers and explain that, yes we agreed to deliver/pickup/move your container today, but due to technical difficulties, we will not be able to. I hate those days. I hate dealing with irate customers.

I enjoy my job, most days, but I don’t know if it’s were I want to spend the rest of my life. What I want to do with my life has always escaped me. I truly enjoyed learning about psychology while I was in high school, but a career in psychology implies a job helping people and I’m not people friendly. I’m more than a little awkward around people and find I have little to no sympathy or empathy for them. It’s funny because I can become very attached to fictional characters in books or movies or shows, but real live people escape me. So psychology is out. Obviously I have a passion for books, but I’m terrified to turn that into a career. I don’t want to turn my passion into something I’m forced to do, if that makes sense. I’m terrified if I turn reading into working that I won’t enjoy it as much. I put serious thought into trying to open a bookstore. I even enrolled in my local community college with business classes, that I’m still taking, to learn more about how to do that. The problem? The more I learn about the responsibilities of owning a business, the less I want to do it. One of the bigger hurdles is the amount of money it would take to start a bookstore from scratch and keep it up and running until it became profitable, if it became profitable. I don’t have a rich uncle hiding in the woodwork, so even getting part of the money would be a problem. Then the day to day of dealing with all the problems doesn’t sound like my particular brand of fun.

I’m starting to think accounting may be the answer. I had to take an accounting class this semester as part of the business degree program and, surprisingly enough, I have really enjoyed it. I’m not sure what I’d do in the accounting field, but I’m going to look into it and see what I find.

What is your day job? Do you enjoy it?

3 thoughts on “Life Of A Blogger #3

  1. That sounds like an interesting job!! But yikes, irate customers. *cringes* Sometimes people just want to be pissed just to be pissed.
    I feel the same way about people! Which is why I want to work from home, then I don’t have to deal with them. I also have considered running a bookstore, but I can’t foresee spending that much money on my own business. I’d still rather work from home!

    • If I could figure out what I could do from home, I definitely would! But nothing ever seems too fit. I think I’m just too picky in general to find the perfect fit.

      I’m glad I’m not the only one with people issues. I have a hard time dealing with people in general, much less when they are screaming at me. X_X

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