- I acknowledge that I am a person of privilege, most especially because I lived in a town with excellent public schools, could afford to go to college and then graduate school and then more graduate school.
- I don’t just like my job. I really love my job.
Every time I hear a parent or teacher advise a young person to “do what they love” and the job will follow, I feel a little queasy. I agree that doing what they love is huge. But it’s also possible that they will never be able to get a job in a field they love.
I am the mother of three young adult kids who majored in three non-lucrative fields: film, linguistics, and urban planning. And yet they are all – miraculously – doing work they love in their fields. I’ll say it again: miraculous.
According to this story from yesterday’s news, “a little more than half of workers (52 percent) have a perpetual case of the Mondays—they’re present, but not particularly excited about their job” in the United States.
- A lot of people would be happy to take your job, 52%.
- All of us with jobs have certain responsibilities that we don’t love.
I don’t love writing Board of Pensions letters. But the other responsibilities often rock my world. Crazy fortunate.