So many of the Clocking-Out posts here say something along the lines of "My BS bucket just got too full to keep w*rking." There are variations:
Only a tiny fraction say "I hated w*rk from day one and my whole existence was geared towards getting out asap." Most ER types enjoyed their j*bs at least for a while. Some enjoyed their jobs for decades before they eventually left.
It got me to reflect on previous generations of retirees from my own employer. I don't remember any of the folks who went out thirty and forty years ago voicing any of the above frustrations. Could it be that mine is the first generation who retires because we feel left behind?
If I had a time machine and could interview people retiring thirty, sixty and ninety years ago, I wonder whether how many of them would say "I wanted to retire because it's not the same environment I hired into" and "It used to be okay but it's become intolerable." (On the contrary, I suspect most of my ancestors would say that w*rk got EASIER over time as machines began to do more of the heavy lifting.)
Might it be true that the pace of technological/competitive/demographic change really has accelerated - and in unsatisfying ways - compared to my parents' and grandparents' day? Or have big changes always been the rule, only I didn't notice because our predecessors didn't complain about it as much as we do today?
It occurs to me that if w*rking for a living has genuinely become more unpleasant than it used to be, what happens when this trend continues? Eventually nobody will be able to put up with w*rking, therefore every business will go out of business, therefore my retirement portfolio will tank, therefore I'll have to go back to w*rk, but it will be too awful to endure so I'll quit again, and all of society will collapse and there will be riots and plagues and 40 years of darkness... Well, you get the picture.
Anyway, here's the question again. Is it true that w*rk keeps getting more distressing through the decades, or is it merely a perception promoted by today's retiree?
- Megacorp has become dominated by trendy buzzword programs-of-the-month and I'm sick of them so I'm leaving;
- I used to enjoy coming to w*rk, but it's so bureaucratic now it's no fun;
- I knew it was time to retire when I realized I own socks older than the VP they just appointed;
Only a tiny fraction say "I hated w*rk from day one and my whole existence was geared towards getting out asap." Most ER types enjoyed their j*bs at least for a while. Some enjoyed their jobs for decades before they eventually left.
It got me to reflect on previous generations of retirees from my own employer. I don't remember any of the folks who went out thirty and forty years ago voicing any of the above frustrations. Could it be that mine is the first generation who retires because we feel left behind?
If I had a time machine and could interview people retiring thirty, sixty and ninety years ago, I wonder whether how many of them would say "I wanted to retire because it's not the same environment I hired into" and "It used to be okay but it's become intolerable." (On the contrary, I suspect most of my ancestors would say that w*rk got EASIER over time as machines began to do more of the heavy lifting.)
Might it be true that the pace of technological/competitive/demographic change really has accelerated - and in unsatisfying ways - compared to my parents' and grandparents' day? Or have big changes always been the rule, only I didn't notice because our predecessors didn't complain about it as much as we do today?
It occurs to me that if w*rking for a living has genuinely become more unpleasant than it used to be, what happens when this trend continues? Eventually nobody will be able to put up with w*rking, therefore every business will go out of business, therefore my retirement portfolio will tank, therefore I'll have to go back to w*rk, but it will be too awful to endure so I'll quit again, and all of society will collapse and there will be riots and plagues and 40 years of darkness... Well, you get the picture.
Anyway, here's the question again. Is it true that w*rk keeps getting more distressing through the decades, or is it merely a perception promoted by today's retiree?