Little_Mavis' rants and musings

Slow down & Smell the Roses


I tried to say this on Twitter a while ago and managed to irritate people because I didn’t explain myself well enough.

The main point I want to make is that hard work is not is & of itself especially admirable

I have always worked hard at my job, I have testimonials from previous employers that say this. If you pay me to do a job I will do that job to the best of my ability. I will spend whatever time it takes to do the work properly to my standards. However my work has never been my life. I have never lived to work I have worked to live. This doesn’t mean anyone has been short changed.

I am unhappy if someone tells me I am not working hard enough.  It’s only happened the once.  The combination of working my socks off and being told that actually made me quite ill.

Since I left the job (and no, I haven’t started working again yet) I have heard so much from the government (and others) about the importance of working hard & not having a sense of entitlement that it’s starting to get quite depressing

Yes, do a decent day’s work for a decent day’s pay. I have always encouraged my girls to work hard

Work is generally good. It  means you can get a sense of achievement & you earn money to do other stuff. But it shouldn’t be the be-all & end-all of life. There seems to me no point at all in working your socks off so that you can buy lots of consumer goods that you won’t have time to enjoy because you are working such long hours. Slow down & smell the roses people.

Do not expect me to think it admirable simply because you work long hours. Especially if your sole intention is to become wealthy. I won’t condemn you for it either but it isn’t going to impress me. And don’t assume that people who do not have that level of ambition to earn lots of money aren’t prepared to do an equally good job. And don’t assume that if people haven’t “made it” to the same extent that you have that it’s because they are incapable or lazy. Maybe they haven’t had the opportunities or breaks, maybe they didn’t know the right people, or maybe their priorities are elsewhere. (As a brief aside don’t expect me to admire you at all if you got where you are by cheating or trampling on people – though I’m sure anyone I follow on Twitter wouldn’t do that)

I’m not depressive but there really doesn’t seem much point in life if all we do is work hard to make more money to buy stuff to save time so that we can work more……etc.  Professor Sharon Beder discusses it here

Anyway, off now to attempt to rejoin the rat race.

NB As part of my ongoing effort to reduce my procrastination & perfectionism I have not checked this post thoroughly.


Author: littlemavis

Retired teacher. (also Information Scientist, Export Sales Assistant, Sales Administrator, Computer Programmer, Software Support Specialist) Worked in Sixth Form college and recently as support in a primary school.

2 thoughts on “Slow down & Smell the Roses

  1. Like you, I’m attempting to rejoin the rat race but being off work for even a short time has made me realise that I will doing so on distinctly different terms. I don’t admire people who work long hours; I don’t believe that they can be fully productive for all of that time. The more (visible) hours that are worked, the more that are expected of you and anyone falling short is perceived as not pulling their weight. Employers rarely take account of the invisible hours that are worked, the thinking about work that can take place away from your desk or the influence from other parts of your life that can be brought to bear on your day job.

    Good luck to us both!

    • Good luck indeed. So very many invisible hours worked. Can be OK if appreciated and allowances made for it elsewhere. Life is too short to spend most of your time being miserable.

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