Just because I shouldn't complain doesn't mean I won't

So to make up for yesterday's post about how much I hate my job, I decided to write about the good aspects of my job. Or, why I am not really looking for another one.

Note: It took me 3 months to find this job, and that was through a temp agency so I spent 3 more months on "probation" working at minimum wage. I don't need to mention that that was not enough money to support 2 people... hence, the "sufficient debt" that I have bestowed upon myself.

Ok. Good things.

They let me wear whatever I want. Some people show up in sweats or jerseys sometimes. Not me, but I could if I wanted to. I do have orange hair though. I hate not dying my hair because of my job. When I worked at Longs, I used to wear a wig sometimes. That was fun. I don't have to wear a wig here.

Although most of my coworkers are members of the Idiot Brigade (someone actually said "hot enough for ya?" this morning!), my boss is not one of them. My boss is not from Hell. He is not from "The Devil Wears Prada" or even "brain Candy." I get along with him better than with anyone else here. If you're going to get along with your coworkers, the boss is the best one. We hate the same people for the same reasons. We make fun of our coworkers together. When he is out and calls to check in on us, we talk about the tv shows he just bought on DVD rather than if work is going ok. Other people are actually checked on. I know this because I can hear their end of the conversation. Boss = good.

They are cool with it if I need to leave early for, say, a doctor's appointment or to watch a tv show being filmed (but they don't really know about that last one - they just know I had to leave early the other day). They don't let me have as much time off as I would like when friends come to visit me from CA because I'm "too valuable to the company," but that's a whole 'nother rant.

It's a nice regular schedule. M-F 8:30-5, with all weekends and holidays off. It's always the same. I don't have to check to see when I am working. That's good because I have a tendency to forget to do that.

I can listen to music at my desk. Anything I want. I do avoid the punk rock station though. I don't think they'd mind, but it is always loud and I don't want to hear anyone else's crappy music because they turned it up over mine. The music is the reason everyone is still alive. I can lose myself in the rhythm. (PS - that is a stupid word. There are no vowels and I can never spell it correctly on my own.)

The job is not stressful. In fact it is the opposite. I am often so bored that I find myself writing blogs. I've had stressful jobs before and they suck. Like maybe I had to go to the doctor because I cried all the time and he gave me medicine for it that I never took because I spaced out too much. I don't have to do that now. :)

Free health care. Thank you, Union! Plus, I don't have to do anything for the union. Ok, I pay $4 a week in dues. I can swing that.

Unrestricted internet access. Good for blog writing. As lons as I don't download anything AND I get all my work done, free electronic range. No problem.

I have the "corner cubicle." This means I have a window. Sure, I get hot when the sun is shining all up on me, and I get cold when it's not, but I can look out the window. Also, I'm tucked away so people don't come see me all the time AND i hear less of their stupid conversations. Less interactions with the Idiot Brigade = good.

Steady income. Can't complain about that. I get paid every week. Sure, it's not as much as I think I deserve, but it's something. It pays most of the bills.

I can eat at my desk. You're not really supposed to, but my boss realizes that I am not a member of the Idiot Brigade and so I don't drop crumbs everywhere to attract mice. I also don't freak out if I see a mouse. I'm cool with them, and they with me.

I have a very easy commute. 25 minutes total on 2 trains and a very small amount of walking. Not that I mind walking, but sometimes it's raining hard or it's very hot. Some people take 2+ hours to get here, going between busses and trains and walking, and they live in Brooklyn too (or even further away).

So that's a good list. Except for the boringness and the Idiot Brigade, I really have nothing to complain about. It could be a lot worse. But seriously, I'm not cut out for "real world" working. Someone make me a rock star or a writer or something else fun.