"This is a message to those who think they can coast through life and work."
I'll be blunt. YOU CAN'T. In fact, odds are if you are trying to do this, there is somebody you work with that wants to punch you in the face. True story. There is only one way to not be that guy. Work and more work. Work at life and work at work. Sound depressing? Too bad. Because if you don't work hard you will be unsatisfied, and worse... unworthy.
I started working when I was 15 at a small fruits and vegetables shack called 'Joseph Kelly's'. It was run by a large man with a larger mullet who despite his ability to be lude and ridiculous in his work, he was my first boss and for that will hold a special place in the far left back corner of my memories. And if there is one thing that was permanently ingrained into my innocent youthful mind it was that every job after the last job is and always will be easier and less ridiculous. For example, in my current job I do NOT have to jump into a trash large trash bin and push down the trash so we could fit another days worth of nasty rotten fruit because boss-man was too cheap to pay for an extra trash pickup. How often did I do this you ask. Often enough that we had a name for it on the to-do list... "Dumpster Dance".
"If there is one thing that was permanently ingrained into my innocent youthful mind it was that every job after the last job is and always will be easier and less ridiculous."
I also had the wonderful opportunity to work for a college performing arts center at my alma matter University of Kentucky (Go CATS!). I was lucky enough to be given the title Light and Sound Manager. Sounds pretty stellar, but alas it really just meant that I got to spend looooong sweaty hours up in the rafters 30 feet in the air clamping lights that in a matter of mins reach temperatures that light arm air on fire in close proximity. Oh yes. Epic suck. Don't get me wrong, it also had great perks. Like running a 32 channel sound board for a live jazz show in an auditorium of 1200 people who are in a musical euphoric state of awesomeness. Like any job though, there are periods of suck hopefully followed by periods of 'I'll tell my kids about that'. But I can remember thinking...
"Glad I'm not jumping into a dumpster right now."
I'll spare you any more of my life work history. I'm sort of getting to a point. And that is the harder and longer you work hard at something, the more you will appreciate the work you're doing now. I like to put things in perspective. Do I hate when my Creative Director kills my genius ideas? Um, yes. Is it still better than jumping up and down on top of rotten fruit and vegetables in a dumpster? Most definitely. Now if I had never had those difficult experiences early on... I'd probably be that lame ass coasting along in his job waiting till 5pm to clock out. Instead, I work for toward something great. Try to impress my self every now and then. Maybe even impress others...
"The harder and longer you work hard at something, you will find that the more you appreciate the work you're doing now."
In closing, I think starting to gain work ethic early on makes a big difference. So if your reading this and old enough to carry something. You should get a job. And thank you Joseph Kelly's and all my past, present and future bosses that will make my life hell. You taught me one thing; that at the very least, nickname the shitty chores. "Dumpster Dance!"
(note - that is not me, but the act was quite similar)