Passion is so important. I didn't realize how crucial it is to have in our lives. Without passion, it is difficult to push yourself to do the very best every day. It is the reason why we want to improve. The reason is that we love what we want to do and get better at it for the very sake that we respect what it is an an art form and love it and want to feed our hunger for it.
Now what if I don't love what I do?
For the first time in my life, I am doing what I would call a blue collar job. I am working in a kitchen as a line cook. Have you watched Hell's Kitchen? Yea. Thats my 5 days a week. Do I love it? Probably not. Do I find it difficult? To the fullest extent of the word.
I feel like I am being tested every time I am there. When there is a rush, food needs to come out just as fast as it does on a slow day. Everything must be perfect. And while you're trying to do all this you have to be communicating with everyone on the line if your food isn't going up on time. I don't know if I can describe trying to figure out which dish to cook first while estimating how long it will take you while seeing if it will come out late while communicating that with the rest of the line. Some people are absolutely outstanding at this and I'm told it comes with time but 5 months in and I can honestly say I still have great judgement lapses on when I should or should not communicate time discrepancies.
Now at the end of the night, I'm usually feeling pretty run down. I'm tired. I'm hungry. Just because you work around food doesn't mean you're allowed to eat all the time. Half the time it's torture because I've been standing on my feet for the last 7 hours and I'm starving but ironically serving perfect food to other people. This is the restaurant industry. The whole reason I wanted to work in the kitchen was because I like to eat. And I'm not eating. It's not just my restaurant. It's the industry.
I'm okay with having to clean my station at the end of the night. But I start to get really grumpy when I have to help out the dishwashing station so they don't have to stay super late. I didn't come here to clean. I came here to eat! But the kicker is that I get grumpy and I show it.
I have worked office jobs my entire life. The whole professional decorum has been ingrained in my head since day 1. But that all goes out the window at a restaurant. Kitchen people don't treat or talk to you professionally and you start to stop treating them with said professional decorum.
This is not okay. Why am I being grumpy? Why am I showing that I am not happy and in turn coming across as having a bad attitude?
I AM NOT PASSIONATE ABOUT WHAT I DO.
I used to take dance lessons and I think in the entirety of my life, if I think of one thing I was truly passionate about I would say dance. I love the feeling of being plucked out of my world and whatever problems I have and being focused on following exactly what the choreographer does and executing it with the same angles and energy while adding my own twist to it. I love the feeling of being in sync with the rest of the class and being a part of something bigger and more beautiful. I had no problem going to the studio twice or three times a week because I just wanted to improve. I just wanted to be better. I just wanted to be a really good dancer and I would do it any chance I got. Just writing about the feeling makes me miss dance so much.
I do not feel the same way about this job. I work with some pretty cool people and their attitudes towards working in a kitchen is so amazing and mind blowing inspiring and it is because they are passionate about it. They will fight for it.
I don't want to fight for it. I don't want it. I never had to fight for this job. It kind of plopped in my lap. I AM NOT PASSIONATE ABOUT WHAT I DO.
Even in the past in my accounting jobs where I would stay late and be spinning the wheels in my head on how to finish a report, I would trek on through and not let on if I were upset or was frustrated. I hustled hard for this accounting coop job and I am not going to give up on it just because this is difficult. I saw the value in the job and I needed to get my work done and do it well so I could have a stepping stone into the next position because I respected the work and I was hungry to do well and improve.
I don't see myself in this industry so I don't want to push myself.
AND I FEEL BAD. I'm used to pushing myself to the limit and doing what I can do go above and beyond and for the first time, I don't feel like it. I should want to improve. I should want to do what I can. BUT I DON'T. I feel exhausted with the hours I work and I feel frustrated when I have a bad service. This further dissolves any passion I have had. It is discouraging.
Passion is so vital in everything you do and I think it is so evident in this job. There are some really amazing people and I will never view restaurants the same way in the respect I have for the kitchen staff. But I do not want it enough to go the extra mile.
I want to do something where I value the work that I do. That I am willing to put up with struggles and difficulties because I know that the end result will help catapult me into a better position where I will be further satisfying my hunger for my art.
I WANT PASSION IN MY CAREER.
SO WHAT DO I DO NOW? Be glad you got something bigger and better lined up :)