Krystyn Decker: Two Categories

In the wise words of Peter Griffin, it really grinds my gears when people stay in jobs that make them unhappy and unfulfilled.

Everyone’s excuse is always, well hey – that’s life, gotta make money somehow. Yes, you do have to make money in today’s world, but you don’t have to be unhappy and unfulfilled while doing it, that’s a choice.

The Young Years 

Obviously, life didn’t just hand me the lemons to make the perfect lemonade of becoming an established writer as soon as I began working. So, I went through the typical phases of working multiple part-time and full-time jobs until I got here. There’s something to be said about the people you work with.

When I look back, the element that leaves the longest-lasting impression on any job are the people you work with.

I can easily divide my jobs into two categories: “Job sucked because of co-workers” and “Job was awesome because of co-workers”.

My first job was during high school. I was a part-time cashier at Canadian Tire in Leduc, Alberta. Category? “Job sucked because of co-workers”.

It was a mismatch of socially awkward adults mixed with teens who didn’t care about anything besides getting off early, plus my manager was a creep who offered back massages in his office – yuck.

Post High School 

After high school graduation, I took a full-time job in the bakery department of a grocery store. Category? “Job sucked because of co-workers”.

I couldn’t tell you a single person’s name that I worked with at the time, let alone now. Nobody spoke to each other, and everyone was really uptight and intimidating.

I began serving. I started out at Boston Pizza, which I would categorize on the very borderline of “Job was awesome because of co-workers” – you didn’t want to get stuck in the middle of the gossiping crossfire. I then took a job that provided better tips at a bar called Original Joe’s. I worked at the Leduc location for almost a year before leaving to New York City for college. After returning home, I headed back to the same job because; “Job was awesome because of co-workers”.

Feels Like Home 

The second time around however, it slowly turned into “Job sucked because of co-workers”. New servers and bartenders had been hired, and a bar filled with a bunch of 20-something-year-old girls triggered more drama than high school.

I moved to downtown Edmonton, and began working at the Original Joe’s location there. This is the first job I’ve ever felt like part of a family.

I miss Original Joe’s 102. I get homesick for the bar itself, and the people who I worked with that changed my life. I stay in touch with most of them including some who even became really great friends of mine outside of work.

However, here I am at 24-years-old living out the beginning of my dream job, my writing career, in an office building that feels like home.

The Newfoundland Herald? “Job is awesome because of co-workers”.

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