Brain Juices Consume Much Energy

It’s another tiring day at work. I’m beginning to realize how draining I can be at the end of each work day, solely because my job demands a lot of intellectual & diverse thinking, as well as people-relation skills.

For the first time since I started work two weeks ago, I was literally dragging my feet, while walking home from the bus stop at 8pm. Even the two aunties walking behind had to overtake me, coz I was trying to exert energy to take step after step forward towards my house.

Seriously, I’m not exaggerating… this is by far (in my series of temp, contract & perm jobs) the most intellectual job that I had taken on. Working with companies, vendors & unions on projects is really no joking matter. It’s really about ‘cracking your head’ to come up with solutions & work process flows… & making sure it gets implemented & works out as planned.

Yeah, every night when I come home, I’m like almost zonked out. This evening when I came home, I didn’t even greet my parents, nor utter a single word till halfway through my dinner. I wonder if it felt weird that there was so little talk during dinner, coz usually I’m the one yakking away. But I couldn’t be bothered just now. I just wanted to shut up & try to think as little as possible… after having used up most of my creative & constructive brain juices at work.

Work carried on as usual today, except the highlight when I & the consultant were working with these two staff from this bed linen company. We had to discuss & come up with ideas on designing a new kind of bed sheet which makes work less strength-focused for older workers, for example having to lift up the heavy mattress to fit in the bed sheet corners.

It was a perplexing time, as I had to ‘entertain’ them, while my other colleagues were elsewhere rushing something else. I talked about the usual superficial matters until there was almost nothing else to say. So embarrassing… & yet I couldn’t just leave them in the room to look for my colleagues.

And of course, the brainstorming about the bed sheet design… which made us all brain-tired at the end… or maybe it was just me & my supervisor, coz I was blinking my eyes & he was occasionally taking off his spectacles to rub his eyes.

I didn’t really know how to feel about it, when my supervisor shared with me (at the end of the day) that it is difficult to get people who are willing to work in projects jobs like what we do. After all, the pay is lower than elsewhere & most importantly, the hired employees need to have a strong passion for what they are doing. I have the interest (passion has to develop over time), but it’s really tough starting out from scratch… but I’m very sure that we will all learn A LOT at the end of our journey. And hopefully the bonus would be good too… =)