My workplace has been very stressful lately. A combination of problems that haven't been fixed, short-staffing and general idiocy has resulted in a perfect storm of craziness. I have been hoping things would get better in the new year but they haven't.
I work in accounts. Accounting, if you didn't know, has a monthly cycle. I am a collector. That means I make you pay your bills. (Yes, it's as fun as it sounds!)
Yesterday, being the 31st, was our last collection day. It had to count. I had to get as much moola in as possible. My life depended on it...
Except it didn't. Yes, my monthly bonus depended on it but not much else. My workmate, seeing me freaking out at a large debtor not paying at the last minute, asked me - "Does it really matter? I mean, really really?"
Our boss looked sharply at us but I still took a breath, thought about it and said "No."
My personal pride may take a beating. Our team results may not be as great as last month. But really, I won't lose my job. The world won't end.
So, this weekend I am attempting to put my work into perspective. I'd love it to be a place where I am learning and being professionally fulfilled every day, but lets face it, sometimes it's not. It's a job, that I do to earn money, so I can have a nice life.
It matters, but not as much as I tend to think it does sometimes.
Do you care too much about work? How do you put it into perspective?