I read and enjoyed this article immensely, it hit home with me because I have held the same view now for 2 years..

At work everyone around me kisses arse wears their power suits and attends endless meetings full of bullshit for the sole purpose of getting promoted - to get more money and more status

me - i wear shorts and a t shirt - don't kiss ass , forget to attend meetings and just get my job done.

The interesting thing is I live better than those chasing more $$$ and promotion - I HAVE MORE LEISURE TIME I HAVE LESS DEBTS I HAVE LESS STRESS AND I AM A HAPPIER MAN FOR IT - a contributing factor to this is because I am a bachelor - no one to look out for than myself - selfish is what many people would label me

I have a much better life than those I have mentioned before - I am also more wealthy and healthier than they are

because

I remember a lesson my father taught me when I was 5 years old

" it does not matter how much money you can make - but rather how much you can save and what you do with it"

enjoy the article

The best way to find meaning at work? Don't look for it


Nursing has meaning, then managers come along with performance targets


A POINT OF VIEW



It pays the mortgage and gets you up in the morning, but these days workers want more from a job - they want meaning. Just don't go looking for it, says Lucy Kellaway.
Not long ago a man came to our house to unblock the drain. He peered into the stinking manhole, stirred the sewage with a stick and gleefully pronounced that there were several months of back-up in there. He then got to work with a rod and a plunger, and finally with a high-pressure hose - which sent the filthy, stinking mess flying into his face and all over the garden.
While he toiled he cracked jokes, gave me a lesson in the engineering of Victorian drains, and eventually, having cleared the blockage and tidied up as best he could, he got into his van, whistling to himself as he drove away.


We start to demand that our work has a larger meaning. This almost always ends badly, meaning is a bit like happiness - the more you go out looking for it the less you find




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Since then I've kept thinking of this contented sewage man, and wondering what exactly it was that he got from his job that so many people doing grander and cleaner ones don't seem to get from theirs. It strikes me that we are in the middle of an epidemic of meaninglessness at work. Bankers, lawyers, and senior managers are increasingly asking themselves what on earth their jobs mean, and finding it hard to come up with an answer. As the agony aunt on the Financial Times I get asked all the time by successful professionals - what is it all about?
The Austrian psychiatrist Viktor Frankl wouldn't have been in the least surprised by this. In 1946 he wrote Man's Search for Meaning in which he argued that that our deepest hankerings are not - as Freud thought - of a sexual nature, but are a lust for purpose in life. Frankl spent five years in Nazi prison camps and during that time he worked out that there are three paths to meaning - work, love and suffering.
Gordon Brown, a man who has been doing a certain amount of suffering of late, seems to think that the answer is to strive harder. In a speech last week he said "I aspire for everyone to reach for the light - their ambition. Very simply, I aspire to create an opportunity-rich country where everyone can get on and get up in the lives we live. Never to level down, always to lift up."
Stamp of approval
This doesn't sound much more profound than James Brown's song Sex Machine - Fellas, I'm ready to get up and do my thing - get on up.

'Get up, get on up' - the Browns' approach to work

It's also dreadfully bad advice, as Brown should know from personal experience. For all those years when Tony Blair was at Number 10, Brown reached for his ambition - but now that he has got on and got up, has he found the light? No, it seems to me that the poor man is floundering around in the dark. This doesn't mean that ambition is a mistake; it is just that there is no magic to advancement per se. The status and the money go up, but that's it. And then, beset by affluence and by introspection we start to demand that our work has a larger meaning. This almost always ends badly: meaning is a bit like happiness - the more you go out looking for it the less you find.
So where is the real meaning at work? Last week I put the question to various people - starting with our postman. Do you think your job has meaning, I asked him, as he stuffed a fistful of junk mail through our tiny letter box. He looked at me and shrugged. "I'm trying to pay the bills".
Getting paid to do a job is surely the most important sort of meaning there is. Earning enough money to feed and house one's family might be at the bottom of Maslow's hierarchy of needs, but the rest of the edifice depends on having this solid base.
Is the job sick?
As for the work itself, the postman said: "It's not the best job in the world, but I try to keep cheerful. I've always said that if you are unhappy at work, there must be something wrong somewhere else in your life."

A meaningful job? Sometimes it's just about paying the bills

He may have been on to something here. In the last few months three people with grand jobs have been involved in three horrible, violent ends. Mark Saunders, a successful barrister, was killed in a police shoot out; Mike Todd the chief constable of Greater Manchester police force was found dead on a hill, gin bottle by his side. And last summer the insurance millionaire Alberto Izaga, suffered a shocking breakdown and ended up beating his two-year-old daughter to death. It is tempting to conclude - as many columnists have - that there is something about the intolerable stress and emptiness of these top positions that lead people to breaking point. The jobs are sick and they are making us sick too.
Possibly; but overall, I'm with the postman, in thinking that such problems come from us. I don't believe that these jobs are terribly sick. Instead, these were three unrelated personal tragedies that tell us nothing about work at all.
My search for meaning - and for a pint of milk - then took me to the Turkish corner shop where I asked my question to the man behind the counter. He was looking tired: his shop is open fifteen hours a day so one might think he had no time for meaning. But he said there was a lot of meaning in what he did. "I make a living and I like the people who come to my shop." he said.
Parenting craft
A good point, too. According to a recent survey of work place satisfaction, liking one's work-mates is as important as money in persuading people not to quit. Simply by being friendly and chatting by the coffee machine one is creating meaning... of a sort, which, given how much chatting I do, is quite a comforting thought.

When you have spent a couple of days changing nappies and grilling fish fingers, to be surrounded by adults who don't want their bottoms wiped seems pretty meaningful


The shopkeeper also said he liked the work itself - he takes pleasure in stacking his tiny premises so high with goods that he has just the thing you want when you find the cupboard is bare at 10pm. It's hard running a successful corner shop, and he's good at it. According to Richard Sennett's new book, The Craftsman, this ability to master a skill and then practice it well satisfies a basic human need. For Sennett, a craftsman doesn't have to make beautiful inlaid cabinets or chisel stone. He could be a software programmer, a cook or even a parent.
This satisfaction in the job itself seems to me the best sort of meaning there is. As a journalist, I survive on those rare jolts of pleasure that come when you find just the right words and get them together in just the right order.
Yet this sort of "craft" meaning isn't open to everyone. Shoving junk mail though letter boxes isn't a craft. Neither, at the other end of the spectrum, is being prime minister. Indeed no jobs that involve managing or leading are crafts, which is one of the things that makes it so particularly hard for managers to find meaning in what they do.
Peace with pointlessness
In fact managing is one of the most thankless jobs in the world. What managers are mainly trying to do is to get other people to do things that they don't want to. To work harder, for a start. Their other primary function is to carry the can, and to get blamed for all sorts of things that probably aren't their fault. Not only are they creating little meaning for themselves, they get blamed for destroying meaning for people below them.

The craft of making people happy... through chocolate

Sennett describes how the craft of doctors and nurses is spoilt by NHS managers and their punishing targets. Teachers bleat endlessly that government guidelines are taking all the joy out of teaching. The other day an RAC man changed my tyre, which he accomplished in about three minutes, and spent the next 10 jabbing data into a hand held computer. He told me that this new bureaucracy had destroyed his pleasure in the job - a complaint echoed by most workers in most jobs. The meetings, the second guessing, the pointless duplication, the politics, we all moan. Just let us do the damned job. In some ways I'm with the managers, or I would be if they didn't so often make such a hash of it. Hospitals and schools both need targets. Businesses, including the RAC, need to be run efficiently. People hate change, we naturally suspect all new ways of doing things, we scream that the purpose in the job is going, but that's too bad.
Maybe the best way of dealing with pointlessness at work is not to worry too much about it. An acquaintance in advertising tells me how one day he and his colleagues were agonizing over a tiny nuance in a script for a radio commercial. Suddenly he had a jolt of realisation: this was utterly pointless. Since then he has made his peace with the meaninglessness of what he does, and enjoys the job rather more as a result.
Another way of finding work more meaningful is to do less of it. Last week the government extended its plans for flexible working to make it easier for parents to work part time. When I worked a three day week I found the meaning of work was complemented by the meaning of looking after children. Or rather, that each provided a refuge from the meaninglessness of the other. When you have spent a couple of days changing nappies and grilling fish fingers, to be surrounded by adults who don't want their bottoms wiped seems pretty meaningful. And by contrast, having half of one's identity tied up in the rearing of children means that one places fewer impossible demands on the job itself.
A final way of gaining meaning at work is also on the rise: and that is the threat of redundancy. As a result of the credit crunch 55,000 financial sector jobs have already been lost, and more losses are to come. While being fired is the ultimate sign that one's job was meaningless, the relief of escaping the axe could make one so grateful to have work, that one stops asking oneself such awkward questions.

Paul McCartney had a meaningful time earning his billion bucks but then had to give a hunk of it to that skank Heather. Somehow, despite all, I think she might be the happier one.

This article is the women's perspective: take the money and run

Men do need meaning, in work, in relationships, it's one of the differences between men and women imo

Some people do strive for self-actualization, but it doesn't necessarily have to be through one's career. Being a parent, doing volunteer work, developing our skills, hobbies, talents and sharing them with others, and many other things can lead us to finding fulfillment. What is "self-actualization", anyway? My idea of it is not necessarily the same as Maslow's....self actualization is finding a way to be happy or content in a miserable world. It isn't about reaching our fullest potential, unless by "fullest potential" we mean our fullest potential to be at peace with ourselves and with others.

Good article. It made me think of a couple of things.

*First, the proverb that says, "...give me neither poverty nor riches...Lest I be full, and deny thee...or lest I be poor, and steal..." Proverbs 30:8-9.

(Also, Solomon's wisdom: "What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun?", Ecclesiastes 1:3; "There is nothing better for a man, than that he should eat and drink, and that he should make his soul enjoy good in his labour." , Eccl. 2: 24; and "Better is an handful with quietness, than both the hands full with travail and vexation of spirit.", Eccl. 4:6.)

*And second, with quite a contrast from the first, the "Dirtiest Joke Ever Told". For those unfamiliar with it, it comes from Vaudeville and most comedians have their own version of it. The basic story line is that a family goes for an acting audition and performs a skit in which the father, mother, son, daughter, and dog perform all sorts of sex acts on each other for their act. When the talent scout asks, "What do you call this routine?", the response is, "The aristocrats!" I take it to mean that some people will do anything to be "successful", no matter how debased it is.

The Dirtiest Joke Ever Told--And Retold - TIMEJun 12, 2005 ... It's the simplest, raunchiest, most notorious joke in the world. A man and his family walk into a talent agent's office...

I have never been interested in the status and wealth thing. Its odd that folk seem to be so obsessed by what others think of them.

They have to find their place or something.?

When I had loads of money, I liked to spend it all on the cheapest street walkers, because I enjoyed them the best..

Besides, when you are doing 20 a week, it gets damned expensive!!

Its also tough trying to work all day after only 1 hours sleep..

For sure, work had little meaning to me!!

I agree with you on that. This kind refocusing on real values is a large part of why so many young men are abandoning the femiNazi universities to the females. Very little of the crap they teach any more is useful to a man wanting a good life.

Blessings

Bob

Sure, the Buddha said basically the same thing. But the modern "religion" of consumerism promotes vanity, envy, gluttony, lust etc. which dull the mind and senses.

I think personally that people are getting things twisted.

J.O.B = Journey of Boredom

The journey does have meaning. You get resources.

You spend resources. HERE IS THE MEANING

People work 2 jobs, sometimes 3. But they don't look for a meaning in doing it. They have a goal or purpose outside of the job, they are working TOWARDS something else. Quite possibly ....

Early Retirement

Ah.. yes.. "work to live or live to work?"..

My late father summed a lot up when he explained that much of the trouble these days is that people dont work to make a living anymore, they work for luxuries.. And its not worth the stress for those holidays etc..

He certainly proved that by dying before he reached retirement age!!

Pity it took him till his terminal year to realise where he had gone wrong in life!!

How much free time do folk get to spend what they earn?

Sadly, too little! and I have been told that in that time they are merely recuperating from the stresses of work anyway!!

Then, the obligatory socialisation etc..

No time!!

I am sorry you lost your father.

I was brought up different.

My grandfather is an 'A' grade architect from Holland and a superstar as a soccer goalie. He still has fans. But I don't know whether the cameras and journalists will be lining up at the airport at his age any more. They had previously when he visited Holland.

Oh, I am sad now. (talk about emotional spinning). I used google to looked him up to show him to you but then got caught up in the Australian move to build a soccer centre in Victoria. My Grandfather with all his family did that. He had all the dreams decades ago , that are jut now coming to be.

When I was just a teenager, we fought the bureaucracy of Australia just to open our doors. Damn, they really don't like capitalism do they? The big players got too big but the middle players looked to the future of family values rather than family money. I think that was the divide to be honest.

Some went blindly into success thinking that their values would be their generations to follow just because they had them. Sadly, it doesn't work that way. Teenagers have been playing up for centuries and for centuries they looked to their families. And I mean they used their eyes.

Their ears were not controllable either but you could break their spirit and force them to be what you want them to be. However, not any more. It is show me don't tell me now.

Next time you see a middle class wealthy business, I hope you can look at how they would not sacrafice their generations of family for wealth.

I bet somewhere, back in the Rockefeller Family Tree, you will find goodness. Men who have values.

When my Grandfather built the second biggest industrial area of Victoria, Australia, (once the biggest and he owned the land. He bought it as a swamp for pelicans but being Dutch he knew what to do. Holland is a man made country, You saw that post on RobF's site) he went bankrupt to pay 60 Italian family men wages while the Union made them strike so they could feed their families. He didn't have to do that. The Unions were that powerful. They were just trouble makers. They