I’ve learned the hard way that I don’t like being a drone.
It saps every ounce of energy and joy out of your life and turns your mind numb to almost everything around you. It frustrates you and deadens any spark of creativity that you might have.
Plus, I don’t like relying on other people for work.
To fill in the back story a bit…. 13 months ago, I was hired to work on technical manuals, website creation, brochures and to be the office assistant to the engineering department at a local metal fabrication company. Sounds like it would be interesting work. Relatively creative and I would be learning new things.
Wrong on all of it. Oh, I learned new things but not the kind of things I was expecting.
It ended up that engineering didn’t really need an assistant. The manuals were being done by someone else. The brochures were never intended to happen. I wasn’t involved in website creation and there wasn’t enough other paperwork to keep me busy.
Oh, I answered phones and did what I was asked to do and did it as well as I could. I made up things to keep me busy but, in the end, it didn’t matter. I was laid off along with 20 other people.
After that happened, I realized what I had begun to turn into. A drone. I had almost lost the capacity for creative thought and action. I was bringing home a good paycheck but the work was so boring and non-creative that I nearly stopped functioning.
In essence, I lost myself.
It’s over now, thank God, and my brain is slowly coming out of the mushy swamp it had turned into. I’m finding my creative side again and it’s tickling me no end! I’m even finding myself again, no drones allowed!