This article crossed my FB feed today and I had to laugh. It made me think about my own attitudes towards work, especially now that I'm still doing it, a bit half-heartedly.
When I got my job in market research I felt eternally grateful and surprised. The family had been in the crapper for a decade with no end in sight. If it hadn't been for the generosity of my MIL we would have been on the street.
I got the job straight out of the proverbial typing pool at age 46, on my own initiative, despite the fact that my colleagues had MBAs and PhDs in the sciences, and I had a lowly BA double major in theatre and English.
So I made up for my perceived shortcomings by working really, really hard. I got awards--based on my indefatigable effort. I'm not patting myself on the back--I'm just pointing out that I was so driven by fear of reverting back to the crapper and my sense of inadequacy that I would do ANYTHING to preserve my job security.
I've continued on this "self-improvement" mission for almost all of my life. It has just been recently that I've lost an interest overachieving. So this article really hit home! I find now that in spite of the fact I'm still working, the work is second fiddle. So I'm feeling like, "yeah, if I can just suck a little less, that's fine with me!" and on the other hand, I feel the same tugs towards "I have to be really good! They have to like me! I have to make more money!!"
So, I'm wondering, what is your perspective on what you owe your employers/clients? Is "sucking less" a good simple life protocol? Or is that settling for mediocrity? It's the old balancing question: How do you balance work and quality of life? What does simple living have to do with it?