The last job I had was slowly sucking my will to live. My mom, who is in a very different profession, was in a similar situation. Surely you’ve been there before: getting through a tough phone call, case, project, etc. and looking up to see that your reward is only 5 minutes have passed on the clock; you doodle on notepads to keep yourself from beating your head on your desk and distracting other coworkers; and most of your shift is wondering how you ever came to this place so far away from your dreams.

So we created a game of drawing bunnies.

On our worst days it was more frequent, but the idea was that every hour that passed, you got to add another part to your bunny (think hangman only cuter, fluffier, and more creative). Hour 1: draw head, hour 2: draw right ear, hour 3: draw left ear – you get the idea. As I mentioned, some days were worse than others and so the bunny limbs were added more frequently as a way to distract our minds from planning the escape from our cubicles. At the end of the day we would discuss our bunnies:

“Hi, how are you?”

“Today my bunny was a pirate with a hat and a peg leg and a sword!”

“Awesome! My bunny was on a beach far far away, sitting under an umbrella and drinking a lot of cocktails with little umbrellas in the glass”

It’s that moment when you realize you really just don’t give a shit about your job, the people involved, any part of it. Inevitably, in my case anyway, you end up losing said job and now you must begin the process of finding another job – and FAST!

Wouldn’t it be easier if job postings let you know up front if this particular job was going to be monotonous? or if that job posting was going to have you scrambling to make any kind of doctor or dentist visits just for an excuse to get away from the office? Why can’t the job postings just be real about the kind of job you’re applying for? I, for one, would appreciate the honesty because then I’d know right up front what I was getting myself into. Think about it!

This position requires sucking up to a lot of people richer than you are, fetching their coffees or their dry cleaning, but pays more than anything else you’ll find out there.

This position will make you want to gouge your eyes out with a spoon, but it does pay slightly better than fast food and we have casual Fridays.

Wouldn’t it be great?! You could share them more easily among unemployed friends and family, “Here, Betty, I saw this ad and thought it suited you perfectly! You’ll be able to read a book while pretending to care about your job and it says you’ll make enough to afford living slightly better than in a refrigerator box on the corner!” I can see the commercial now with said individual thanking her thoughtful friend and flashing the camera a bright smile.

I think if we all knew what we were getting into, what we were getting out of, and what we could get away with, when it comes to job hunting that the world would be a much better place and we wouldn’t all be so frantic about climbing the corporate treadmill. You do know that doesn’t actually get you anywhere, right?