
Originally Posted by
The Melancholy Spirit
My summer jobs are killing me! Help!
So, this summer I'm working two part time jobs. I hate them both, and it's a horrible struggle getting through every minute of every shift. It feels like I'm selling my soul for nothing. The reason I don't quit, is that I'm a broke student, and my life is quite... messed up right now. I really don't have any other choice than to stay in these jobs. Surrounded by people that are really unfriendly and close minded, most of them uneducated sensors. I’m trying desperately to force my features into a smile. If I by miracle succeed in this, the smile will be stiff and unconvincing, but who around me is sensitive enough to notice how I really feel? To them, a smile is a smile, and that’s it. The defiant expression I'm fighting not to show, they might react to though, so I’ll continue trying to hide that. Don’t want them to hate me even more.
I work in a nursing home in a ward where most of the patients are senile. In theory, I love the thought of caring for the old, and it should make me happy when they feel better because of me. I think it's an important job. That's how I try to force myself to think, but I'm lying to myself, obviously. My ideals do not match up to the reality of the work. I'm not the loving little nurse, and I can never be, no matter how hard I try. I'm ashamed to admit I find them disgusting. Helping them with washing, dressing, eating, and... well, I won't give any nasty details. It makes me lose faith in human race a bit, seeing all those old folks, sitting in their wheelchairs dumb and drooling. They're vegetables. I've realized I want to die young. Life is just a process of decay, degradation. My esteem for the life of a human being is high. In theory, I love people, but I can't seem to include those vegetables in my conviction that all people are good beings, not when I have to deal with getting them through the day. I think it's because I subconsciously only value intelligent human life. So, my Fi won’t reach them, and my Fe is non-existent. God, those Fe nursing ladies annoy me! They’re exasperating really, with all their loud, abundant chatter, their maternal, yet domineering care, their extreme insensitivity. Why is every nurse a ESFJ? Why do I never get along with them? After the first shift, I’ve always brought a book, as a way tuning them out and mentally escaping in every break.
I try to respect the old people by thinking of who they once were, but I find that difficult. I don't know them, and there is no way of getting to know them, as they are empty shells, or appear to be. I feel like an evil person for thinking like this. I needed to tell the truth somewhere, and I must never do that in real life, especially not at the nursing home. Really, I shouldn't even complain to my friends about it, my views are despicable. Someone, criticize me, please!
The other job I find less repulsive, though I'm unhappy in that one too. I'm waitressing in a large hotel, which is a stressful and very much structure oriented job. It's making me mad! Everything needs to be done swiftly and efficiently, like this and this and that, and not one spoon out of place, or there will be hell to pay. Yes, that's probably the main problem, that the working environment is pretty much awful. Constant yelling, bullying, intrigues. After a while I started ignoring most of my colleagues because of the emotional strain.
Have any of you INFPs been in similar work situations? If so, how did you survive? Have anyone figured out how to switch temporarily to being SJ? I need help. How the hell will I get through this summer?!
I'm sorry about all the complaining. Ah, I can't wait to go back to being a student in the fall. I'm so much happier when my "job" is to read!
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