Wednesday, December 09, 2009

The grass is always greener on the other side of the tow truck

I don't generally whine much about how much I hate my job. Please don't look through old posts to prove me wrong and call me a liar.

But yesterday. Yesterday, my car was broken and my plans to go into the office were dashed. Instead, I was loaded up with two fellas in a tow truck and we drove around Southern California in traffic, my big sedan on the back. It was one of the guy's second week at his job. The other guy was training and enoying the intricacies of the job as he explained them to the trainee.

We bumbled along the freeway at low speed and drove through a truck weighing station at 3 miles per hour. The whole time, I was listening in to a conference call for work and realized that I have an incredibly boring job in comparison to theirs.

I talk to the same people, day after day. I know what meetings I'll attend and what I'm responsible for delivering before my week even begins. I don't chat with strangers in the front seat of my car for an hour or two while passing the time in traffic.

I'd really dig being a tow truck driver. Or a horse trainer. Or maybe a cashier at a night club. OR OR!!! Perhaps a TSA agent. Yeah, that would be pretty cool.


Tee aka The Diva's Thoughts said...

You know, some days I feel the same way. I love my job but sometimes it can be so mind numbing dull that I'd kill to be a cashier at a department store just to have a different set of people and interactions through out the day.

Scotty said...


Cube life is definitely less than exciting most of the time.

Del-V said...

Sorry to hear about your car. My car died a few weeks ago. I feel your pain.

Keep the desk job... they normally have better benefits.