When all you want from a job seems so simple yet unattainable. How we lost our way to harmony. Is it you, the job or both?

I had a phone call with a friend I had worked with in the past. We strolled down memory lane and reminisced as to what a soul eating, dream crushing, miserable people and “How does this place stay open?” environment we once worked.

Man we had some good times. Lots of laughs and countless “Where the hell did our lives go wrong?” questions.

Now we are both in a better place. Both of us out of that environment and on to bigger and better things.

As we spoke on the phone and him trying to help me find a job or at least what the hell am I going to do now that I’ve been let go.

I had no answer. I didn’t know what I wanted. Clearly I did know what I wanted. I just wasn’t seeing it.

Until he saw it for me.

Being such a great friend and coming from the same evil environment we both once worked. He stopped me mid sentence as I stumbled to try to say what I wanted.

“This is what you want…” He interrupted. “You don’t care where you work or what you do. You just want a good, happy environment.”

Yes. Yes. Goddamn it, yes!!! That’s exactly it. The weight of the world lifted off my shoulders.

Now how to find this. Does it even exist? That’s the big question.

Has this become too much to ask for? It sure as hell seems that way.

I have friends that have well paying jobs, big corporate jobs, have gorgeous apartments. They all have one thing in common. They hate their jobs and coworkers.

It seems like this is the new normal. That’s just downright depressing.

Signs You’re in a Toxic Work Environment – and How to Handle it

I’ve worked at jobs I’ve hated but had some great times with my coworkers. Today, it’s the job and the people.

Is it the jobs that have turned us miserable or do we walk in there miserable?

Every job always has that one bad apple that ruins the place. So you get rid of that apple.

But if every apple you hire is rotten. You got a rotten work environment and there’s no way around it.

“….we’re all in such desperate need for healing things”. – Glenn Close

Are we really that miserable at work or miserable with ourselves and taking it to work?

I would love to hear your thoughts on this.


  1. Shawn Banks says

    Here’s my two cents, and it may be worth looking into for you, maybe not.
    I was more than burned out. I got so sick of the BS of restaurants in general that I went to cook at a hospital. NOT A BETTER IDEA. I left there and was ready to go into fucking banking, I was so sick of the professional kitchen environment. That never worked out either. Somehow I got talked into opening my own butcher shop and lost over $250 in just over a year. Then I became a butcher on a farm. Another long boring story. Finally, out of nowhere, I found a company called college fresh, and no, they aren’t some saviors of the industry, but my position now brings me the first daily happiness EVER in my entire culinary career.
    Every day that I go into work, I make what I want, be it indulgent, impressive, or simple comfort food, and beautiful young women literally line up to tell me how great I am at my job, and how much they appreciate my work. EVERY SINGLE DAY.
    I don’t make a ton, but I make plenty. I have an assistant, and I work banker’s hours. I have Nights, weekends, and holidays off, a fall and summer break and a whole damn summer. I get a MONTH of paid vacation to cover those little breaks, and in the summer I’m home with my kids and work my own little side hustle.
    Technically I’m a caterer. I don’t really give a fuck what my harder-working friends think about my position. I’ve been called a slacker and a lazy sell-out and I fucking laugh. Maybe I’m not a “real” chef anymore, but this works for me better than anything else in 20 years of this shit.
    Your mileage may vary.

  2. Gus Baldwin says

    I get it man. When I think of all the places that I worked. I loved being there and having fun. No I didn’t make a lot of money but I enjoyed the work and the people. Today, maybe it’t New York, but it’s politics, fighting and who you know that get their way. I just want to go to work and create and have fun. I don’t know if that exists out there anymore unless you can do it for yourself. I don’t care about the title and money. Like everyone else I have talked too, I want peace and happiness. Glad you found it Shawn and I’m super happy for you. It took a while to figure out and that’s OK. But you didn’t give up and you got there. Proud of you bro! All the best to you and the family.

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