When I was growing up, my parents—quite unbeknownst to me—instilled a pretty strong work ethic in me. At least, I have to assume that it was my parents, as nobody else did. I just don’t remember any explicit lessons. Although, come to think of it, my mother did put in lots and lots of long hours.
I didn’t realize that my work ethic was outside the norm, of course, until I joined the workforce. In my experience, the lousier the job, the lousier my co-workers’ work ethics. This could be a function of the job itself, the caliber of people that are usually hired low-wage, unskilled, menial labor jobs, or a combination of both. Several food-service and retail jobs have shown that my work ethic is considerably higher than my typical co-worker.
I attribute it to a number of things. 1.) Parenting 2.) Work that is, in itself, un-stimulating, un-rewarding, and often tiring, difficult, and soul-crushing (for any number of reasons, not the least of which is dealing with customers who have the misguided notion that employee = personal slave). 3.) Poor management. Let me first say that this isn’t intended to be a criticism of you or your management style, Dolly, especially considering that I know nil about either. But In my experience, managers who have little or no leadership training or abilities are as de-motivating as anything else.
Luckily, in my career—as a pirate, apparently, since Fluther seems to be rewording everything I’m writing. Seriously, this is awesome. I am not even writing like this. The Fluther gods must be trying to tell me something. I love it!—In my current career, the life of each member of the team literally depends on everyone performing their job well. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Seriously, this is one of the most awesome new features of Fluther. I can’t stop writing just to see what I’m going to say next.