find a job i actually like

I need to find a job that I actually like. Like, one that I don’t mind waking up early for. And one that I don’t mind staying late at. I need it to be good paying, enough for my needs AND wants. I want to be treated fairly, and I want to say that I’m proud to work there. Wherever “there” is. 19 months ago

I’ve figured that I need to stop wishing for what I don’t have and make the most of what I do. I don’t dread getting out of bed on a workday, I love my collegues, I have a decent boss and I’m appreciated in my job. I pretty lucky really! 5 years ago

Great bosses, great co-workers, great job. But I could so be doing funner things eight hours a day. My ideal job: retirement. Oh yeah, I realize I’m a spoiled-ass yuppie. 5 years ago

Don’t know what kinf of text.
Coolish.
The money will allow me to buy a computer. I just can’t keep using my step-father’s. 5 years ago

About Bourdieu, the media, languages and civil unrest. Of course.
Shhhheeeesh. Sometimes I’d like to un-weird myself. 5 years ago

a 300-page document on disabled people and their work environment. Fairly well-paid.

But with the neuroscience project drawing near (3 weeks before Copenhagen!), I don’t know if I’ll still have a life. Anyway. I’m happy. 6 years ago

So I’ve been looking into doing a correspondence course which is called a Diploma in editing, publishing and proofreading. I’m willing to do the study as long as I know I’ll get something out of it at the end. And I’m worried that a course like this won’t be enough to actually qualify me to do the work. I’ve tried to do a bit of research into it but because ppl mostly work freelance it’s v difficult to find any information. Companies that are set up in editing / proofreading ask for a masters or PHD in a specialised area (I suppose when they edit thesis and stuff they would need to know about the subject). So the juries still out on this. 6 years ago

First day at my new job as a teacher for deaf children.
I loved it. I love being supposed to help them learn new things. I love watching them struggle to learn them – and a bunch of other things you didn’t even realise they would and could learn. I love it when one of them puts his hand into mine and laugh his weird deaf laugh. I love seeing M., despite all her brain problems, grasping a new concept – however briefly. I love being part of all this.
Thank you, Lord, I’m feeling useful. 6 years ago

And I’m going to work on brain research, neuro science and learning. And I’m going to translate interesting stuff. And I’m going to write sci-fi. And I’m so lucky I hardly believe it. 6 years ago

Starting on January 3rd, I’ll teach a class of deaf children. I’m a little afraid, and very much exhilarated. I’m already in love with them. I want to help them connect with the world.
I’m supposed to teach them French – but they’re deaf, and most of them have parents who speak Arabic or Wolof or Romanian. And one of them has neurologic problems on top of being deaf. And they’re 3, except for one kid who’s five but never went to school before.

The school is buzzing with enthusiastic people and linguistic mayhem (100 people speaking 1/French 2/sign language 3/cued French 4/signed French 5/a mix of two, three or all) and screaming children (deaf kids are so noisy!).

In other words: much fun ahead! 6 years ago

Last night, as I was totally desperate and had lost virtually every atom of hope I ever had (yes, I’m Melodramatic Queen, deal with it!), a former colleague of my mother’s called her (they hadn’t talked in six years) asking if she knew somebody who might be interested by a teaching position in a school for deaf children.

Is she kidding? A job dealing with deaf people? A job where I’m supposed to help deaf children? A job where I’d be able to use sign language? A job I can be proud of, and which I consider useful?
The headmistress is so desperate (they haven’t been able to find anyone yet, and the kids are without a teacher) she doesn’t seem to mind that I’m no teacher. Goodwill and enthusiasm seem to be enough for her.

I’m meeting her tomorrow morning. Nothing’s signed yet, but it sure looks like it’s going to work.

Deaf kids. Oh my. 6 years ago

my soon-to-be-ex boss tomorrow to sort out some paperwork. I hate that. Can’t I be fired and that’s it?

Also, I have to stop telling my mother I’m back to work next week.

I have to update my résumé. Which means I have to know what kind of job I want. Which means I have to think about it.

Pheeeew. I think I’ll rather watch Lost. 6 years ago

I found out and really appreciate my gift with art and i will pursue my passion to have my own business. i just finished my price list today. My job is my talent.

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or at least don’t hate 6 years ago

Graphic design has become boring. The industry slaves us down to nothing. Either I climb up and improve my skills, shoot for a design firm, or move onto something else. Writing? Something outdoors? Something peaceful where I will mostly be left alone to do my own thing? Someone suggested Security (“You get to read a lot”). I need to really brainstorm. 6 years ago