What are some people who got bored with their work?

Updated on : December 3, 2021 by Bradyn Watts



What are some people who got bored with their work?

According to me, almost most of the people got bored with their jobs because as we all know, work is only a limited source of income, while everyone wants to build an empire, but somehow they ended up working for someone else. Just because they lack money to start a business.

When I was 15 years old, I had a summer job at a steel cutting plant. I was the assistant to the guy who operated the smallest shear on the floor on the night shift. I sat in a box behind the cutter, waiting for little rectangles of steel to fall. When they did, I picked them up and stacked them neatly on a wooden pallet. The pallet was large, the metal parts were small. It took me a while to fill it all up. Then a forklift operator arrived, picked up the pallet, took it away, and brought out a new one. Then it started again.

This continued throughout the 8 hour shift, night after night. Somebo

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When I was 15 years old, I had a summer job at a steel cutting plant. I was the assistant to the guy who operated the smallest shear on the floor on the night shift. I sat in a box behind the cutter, waiting for little rectangles of steel to fall. When they did, I picked them up and stacked them neatly on a wooden pallet. The pallet was large, the metal parts were small. It took me a while to fill it all up. Then a forklift operator arrived, picked up the pallet, took it away, and brought out a new one. Then it started again.

This continued throughout the 8 hour shift, night after night. Someone needed a lot of little steel rectangles.

The old man who operated the shear took a break between pallets. He walked to the back of the machine where I was standing and leaned against it. He spat out a large amount of chewing in the dark and inserted a new stopper from a can he wore in his jumpsuit. The can said "Copenhagen" on the lid. Every time he did this, he would raise his index finger and say, "Copenhagen / should be taken / before and after meals." Then I'd say "Heh, heh", and I'd say "Heh", just to be friendly.

Three or four times a shift, he would stop, turn off the machine, and say, “It's shit time. Take it easy. ”Then he headed for the bathrooms.

The best part was when the shift ended, at 5 in the morning. It was starting to shine outside. I took off my gloves, helmet, work boots and overalls and put on my street shoes. I felt cool and light as air, but exhausted, almost dizzy. I bought a cold can of Sprite from a machine, got on my bike, and slowly drove away, holding the Sprite with one hand and the handlebar with the other. Cool summer sunrise breeze. Luxurious.

They paid me a dollar an hour for that job. Subtracting the half hour we had for "lunch," I was earning seven dollars and fifty cents a shift, an hour and a half on Saturdays, double the time on Sundays when they called me. I thought it was a lot of money. But boring, yes. Those shifts were incredibly long.

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