tl;dr - I'm a whiny millennial.
*steps on soapbox; clears throat*
My most "millennial trait", easily, is my complete and utter-hatred for the standard American workplace and work week. My hours aren't crazy, at all. I'm usually in the office anywhere from 830-845, pending if I stop for breakfast, and I'm out the door anywhere from 530-630. Not bad, like, at all. I know people who often work 7a-8p every day (though, to be fair, they're probably making 2x my salary or more

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But like... Sitting. At a desk. Five days a week. 50 hours a week. Humans were not built to do that. It has to be slowly killing us in ways that we don't even know. And not only is it very likely bad for your body, but it's also probably so detrimental to your mental health, as well. Maybe this is just me, since I'm totally burnt out by this job and how underpaid I am for what I do here... but it's just not working for me right now, at all.
My happiest days since graduating college were when I was living at home, and taking hockey lessons once a week at Eisenhower Park. I'd be up at 530am on Saturday for a 7am session. Freshly cut ice. Me and my coach. Normally no one else on the rink. You get there, and you step on to the ice, that first stride into the sheet. The free laps you can do with no one else on there. How freezing you are when you first step onto the rink and how quickly you forget about it once you get some strides in. And then back home by 845 after an hour on the ice. Cup of coffee and breakfast sandwich in hand. The rest of the day to do whatever you please. Man. What a time.
In theory, could I have those same Saturdays now? Definitely. But, I can't afford it. $20 on the LIRR to get home, $70 for the hour long session. Can't cut that when rent alone is 40% of my paycheck.
So I was thinking to myself. Well, maybe I could recreate this? I work in the Empire State Building now. There's a gym in the building. I'm a member. Why not do a morning workout before getting to my desk every day? Well, I think most of the joy that came from those Saturdays was the fact that the day was mine, and no one else's. I could do with it as I please. In this case, it'd be the workout, but then 9 hours of work. Not the same at all.
And further than that, it's the restrictions and the workplace environment that irk me. I stumbled upon a presentation this weekend for how Netflix runs their 'company culture' (
https://www.slideshare.net/reed2001/culture-1798664 ). This slideshow is essentially if someone spent a week at my current office, and then was like, okay, what's the exact opposite of that?
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only thing that should matter at work is if your work is done on time, and done well. Nothing else. I'm sick of "work hard play hard". I'm sick of people who think looking like you're working hard is equal to actually working hard. That hours logged at your desk is a sign of pride. **** that ****.
Maybe I'm just totally burnt out. Maybe I'm annoyed at the fact that people who started here after me are getting promoted while I'm not because of the differences in how our departments are run. Maybe it's time to get out of here, and find something better. Maybe I should take a vacation for the first time in 5 years. Maybe I should just suck it up, and understand that everyone has these issues.
I'm just totally over it. I am totally over my days not being mine, regardless of whether or not I have pressing work matters to attend to. If it's April, and a random 75 degree and sunny day, and the Yankees or Mets have a home game during the day, I want to be able to say: "**** this, I'm going to the game". The guilt of being in an office from morning to evening and wasting those days is absurd to me.
I'm sick of living in an apartment that I don't like and paying $1700 a month for that privilege.
I guess it's time to really think about what I actually want to do with the expected 50 years I have left on this damn planet.