When I was a teen I worked at a supermarket (I actually worked there a loong time). One day I ran into a friend’s dad woo had his own butcher business. We chatted and he asked me if I worked. I sheepishly told him I worked at a supermarket like maybe I was a little ashamed. With all seriousness he no, it’s not what you do but how you do it! As long as you put your all into your job then that’s all that mattered. This took me back. One, because I didn’t expect such a serious answer from a casual acquaintance; and two, because it really struck a note with me. He was right. So long as I knew I was doing my best and putting everything into my work then I had no reason to be ashamed of what I did and every reason to be proud of myself. I would go on to get many promotions at that supermarket and became a jack of all trades in the store. I worked as cashier, stock, unloading the truck, head cashier, bookkeeper for the store to bookkeeper for the chain writing out expenses and doing payroll (told ya I worked there a long time). I learned a lot from that supermarket job! From time to time I have to remind myself of that conversation but I still try to take the point to heart and do what I do to the best of my ability.
On the other hand, I’ve seen people look down on some jobs as though they aren’t good enough for them. Granted, if you have the skills and knowledge to do one thing then do it. But I’m talking about folks who are hurting financially and continually complain that they hate what they do and can’t make ends meet. They don’t have overly technical jobs that require a specific specialization. But they talk like doing something “common” is no good for them.
If you recall my wife has been working a few hours on the weekend doing test prep at a private school. She doesn’t get paid nearly what her qualifications should demand but the reality is we can use any extra cash we can get and she’s good at test prep. Some years ago I used to help out with a friend’s entertainment business where I learned to DJ. Many days were fun but many weekends were full of work! A four hour party could easily turn into 6-8 hours of work with travel and carrying and setting up the equipment. It was very different from the desk job I have but it was good money for weekend work (I might even try to jump back into it).
Know what? Those jobs until the wee hours of the morning paid off over time as they helped me afford my first car. My wife’s test prep work helps with some extra cash to pay for groceries and such. Some weeks we don’t have to dip into the ATM.
Point is, if you need the money no job is beneath you. Hard work is hard work no matter what you do. If it helps you make ends meet or put some extra cash in the bank that’s great! Sitting back and complaining about how hard things are will not help you. You need to go out there and do something about it. Life isn’t always ideal and sometimes you have to eat some humble pie and do something you don’t want to.
So if you need some extra dough go out and do something about it. Don’t worry about what others might say about you, just concern yourself with whether you are doing your best!
What do you think?