So Bored I’m Doing Macroeconomics
Bored.
Borrrrrrreeeeddddddddddddd.
Boooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedddddd.
I took this job with high hopes. It was a busy role they said. You’ll be piled with work!
Either I’m monstrously efficient (potentially true) or they lied (or, more likely, overestimated how much work there really was).
The problem is, my job has grown out of another’s role. Bascially, she was too busy… but there wasn’t so much extra work that it needed another full-time person. Or, it did, but someone who’s way slower at working than I am.
I can’t stand boredom. It does dangerous things to me. Like trawling the company’s e-learning site and thinking, hmmm, macroeconomics sounds interesting!!
*danger, danger Will Robinson*
About three minutes into the course, I started getting sleepy. Five minutes later, my eyelids became very heavy and I started nodding off. Ten minutes later and I was struggling to hold on to consciousness.
In theory, I should enjoy macroeconomics. I enjoy politics and things of an international nature… GDPs and all that are part of the ‘big picture’ and, even more interestingly, has a direct effect/is affected by everyday life.
Of course (and I blame my mind-numbing boredom on this), I didn’t think about how much mathematics would be involved.
GDP = consumption + investment +…
*thunk, snore… drool*
Boooorrrrring.
Big picture is fine. Big picture is interesting. Mathematics structured as word problems just makes me die a little inside… mostly through neural petrification. You’ve reached the city limits of Snoozeville.
It’s amazing the effects: I’m about to become unconscious doing the tutorial and, taking a 5 minute break and treating myself to writing this here and suddenly, I’ve perked back up again…
*consciousness returning… will to live restored… *
Huzzah!
I know what you mean. My second job is similar in that I replaced a woman who did ZERO bookkeeping for all of the clients from January to June. I am almost caught up. I’m… lacking things to do, and it’s making me sleepy and crazy. So I designed a fax cover sheet, and forms for clients to fill out monthly information on (instead of faxing over sloppy notes), etc.
And now I’m bored again.
Oh I hear ya – there is NOTHING worse that being bored, which seems to be the permanent state of affairs for any worker who is even half-competent because everyone just seems to be used to (resigned to?) halfwit workers.