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Last night as two melatonin gummies put me into a daze while Westworld played in the background, I went through a mental checklist of the things I had to do this upcoming week. The Sunday Scaries take no prisoners, because even if you love your job, there are still everyday stresses that you have to confront – doctor’s appointments, bills to be paid, trying to figure out how you can appear to be a fully-functioning adult before you turn 30. Shit’s real.
Learning to love your job is probably the quickest way to reduce the anxiety you feel come weekend’s end. Well, that or a prescription to Xanax. But if you don’t love your job and absolutely loathe the inevitable empty conversation you have to have with your boss the following Monday morning? There’s one thing you can do: quit.
Lynn Taylor is a national workplace expert who explained her thoughts behind this theory in “Tame Your Terrible Office Tyrant: How to Manage Childish Boss Behavior and Thrive in Your Job,” a book that screams, “I hate millennials.” Her advice?
“Having the Sunday Night Blues can be a common phenomenon for anyone. You’re transitioning from a leisure mindset to work, with all its daily challenges. But if you’re feeling trapped, hopeless, or anxious about your job for weeks or months as you face Monday — it’s time to look for greener pastures.”
Easier said than done, lady. When’s the last time you updated your resume? Getting an interview in 2016 is harder than getting laid via Bumble. My mother always taught me, “Don’t dump your girlfriend unless you have another one lined up,” and the same goes for jobs.
But she continued.
“You don’t have to produce an elaborate, perfectly crafted document of pros and cons. It’s sometimes easier, more heartfelt, and effective to jot down your thoughts in a free-form way, as if you were having a conversation. For example: ‘I’m feeling as if I have to work at this company, or else I will …’ or, ‘I feel sick when I think about how my boss has been acting towards me.’ As you read it, your feelings can better evolve into specific actions.”
Eh, that’s to be determined. If anything, this sounds like you’re urging everyone to start a blog complaining about their jobs. And with the way the internet works, it will probably accidentally link to your Twitter account and somehow get linked back to you for future employers to see, thus ending your chances of getting any other job in the world because you’re that person who publicly complained about their shitty career choices. Spending your nights writing in a journal sounds downright depressing when you could just get a side hustle and free yourself of the shackles by paving your own way doing something you love.
Maybe it’s time to just get that Xanax prescription and be a corporate drone until you retire. I hear Sunday Scaries don’t exist when you’re living in Boca and every day feels like a Saturday.
[via Business Insider]