I am working on creating a business around taking pictures. If you are in the Eugene, Springfield area and need a photographer, I am looking to expand my portfolio.

Weighted down

I come in to this building day after day. Even with the large glass windows streaming with glorious sunshine, I feel like I am in a prison. I am chained to an out of date telephone by a headset that should've been replaced when the last representative left. All day people call in to input data about their subscriptions that could easily be taken by a computer. Each person calling in makes me more jaded and more mechanical. Greeting people is shallow and hollow. I yearn to connect with people, but the people around me can think of nothing interesting to talk about.

"How are your car payments?" "Who do you get your insurance from?" "Have you been to the casino recently?" "How do I log out of Facebook?"

I can't take it anymore. Every question siphons a little more life out of me. I need to be expressing how I feel, but when I am anchored to a computer  chair doing repetitive paperwork, all I can express is contempt and disgust.

I do not feel valued for the work I do. My employer had a wonderful philosophy when I started working here. "Don't worry too much about making mistakes. We can always start fresh tomorrow." At first this philosophy filled me with confidence that I would be able to learn my job easily and quickly with little stress concerned with making mistakes. What I have found out is that the philosophy extends to everything that is done here. Work is the same, just with different numbers and letters. Everyday I punch these keys, doing the same thing over and over again. My hours are being cut, I am disengaged, and every productive train of thought I have is interrupted by this aggravating beep in my ear. It all makes me angry, and I feel trapped.

I'm trying to make the changes so that things will be better, but I have to continue to make money. This is not the way to do it.

My small collection of bored office art. When I get bored at my job, I do little drawings on sticky notes, usually with ball point pen. I took photos of them and decided to finally put them together.