For a lot of people, work is just work. It's purely a means of earning some dosh, being a good little member of society, and giving you the illusion that you're actually worth a damn in your otherwise short, pathetic life. It's funny though that so many people spend so much of their time doing something they hardly find enjoyable. 'Why do you do it?' is the question often asked, and invariably you get responses such as 'for the money' or 'cos it seemed alright' or 'I don't know, my mum's a chicken'. It amazes me that these people can go into work day in day out for the next thirty, forty years of their life and pretend that everything is okay.
Well, everything is not okay for me. It's no secret that I have a disdain for IT - specifically, programming - and that dissatisfaction has been growing ever since I failed my first subject at uni. You might ask why I did IT at uni, and I'll give you the short answer: I intended to do mechanical/mechatronics engineering, but instead made the grave decision of going software. Argh. Now I'm sitting at my desk every day, writing lines and lines of crap code, making sure this value is coming through or that checkbox triggers something....
I don't know. I'm a practicable sort of person, and I can't really see or feel the tangible results of my work (I'm not sure if 'tangible' is the right word). A doctor heals people, puts the smile back. A real estate agent sells houses. A carpenter makes chairs. Me? I create computer programs. These programs allow the company to do things more efficiently, so that it can make more money. Compared to saving a life or building a house, it's not exactly up there with the list of things that benefit society or advance humankind. It doesn't help that I'm shit at what I do.
I guess, like 90% of the population that couldn't be fucked, I could continue what I'm doing, but I know I can't take it for much longer. Good enough is just not good enough - I've decided to do another degree. As to what degree - the sensible side of me tells me to do something like commerce/economics. The less-sensible side says science. The crazy side is screaming 'blood! more blood!' mechanical engineering, which I should have done at the start but is now practically impossible unless I consider quitting my job.
Argh...what to do, what to do...

'We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful what we pretend to be.' - Kurt Vonnegut