I think it is great to see family owned business still around. So many stores have the big corporate heads now and they all have lost the importance of customer service and personal care for each individual that walks through their doors.
But working with family is painful to say the least. Is it because you know you can't fire them? Or maybe because you get your feeling hurt more when it is your Mom telling you, that you did something wrong? Or better yet your older brother who seems to have his head up his ass most days telling you to "create" a new form that will make "his" job easier and then realize he hasn't ask about the form for 6 months.
When I was growing up, I made sure that everyone knew I would not be working in the family business BUT here we are 15 years later and I will give you one guess were I work and with whom I work three days a week. Yep, family.
Why, how, when did this happen. Did I just settle for the easy way to earn a living. What if I had searched for a job after I got my degree and actually did something with my major. I mean don't get me wrong, I love the beautifully framed diploma hanging on the wall in my home office but what have I done with all that hard work, six years I spent earning that stink in degree. Although I will say I was so burnt out on photography by the time I got it in my hot little hand I just wanted to hibernate for a few years. I do truely enjoy taking pictures of my children and I feel very blessed that I have been trained well to take great pictures of them.
Anyway back to working for family, boy did I veer off to the left with that last paragraph. I appreciate having a job that I know isn't going anywhere and a job that will pay for most of our families bills, mainly the housenote. But I tell you it is so tough dealing with family each day. Plus the fact that my kids come up to work every day and I have my brother's kids every other week too. As I type they are wreslting in the floor of the playroom across from my office.
I could truely pull my hair out most days of course enough of it is falling out by itself that the actual pulling out of the hair isn't nessesary.
But working with family is painful to say the least. Is it because you know you can't fire them? Or maybe because you get your feeling hurt more when it is your Mom telling you, that you did something wrong? Or better yet your older brother who seems to have his head up his ass most days telling you to "create" a new form that will make "his" job easier and then realize he hasn't ask about the form for 6 months.
When I was growing up, I made sure that everyone knew I would not be working in the family business BUT here we are 15 years later and I will give you one guess were I work and with whom I work three days a week. Yep, family.
Why, how, when did this happen. Did I just settle for the easy way to earn a living. What if I had searched for a job after I got my degree and actually did something with my major. I mean don't get me wrong, I love the beautifully framed diploma hanging on the wall in my home office but what have I done with all that hard work, six years I spent earning that stink in degree. Although I will say I was so burnt out on photography by the time I got it in my hot little hand I just wanted to hibernate for a few years. I do truely enjoy taking pictures of my children and I feel very blessed that I have been trained well to take great pictures of them.
Anyway back to working for family, boy did I veer off to the left with that last paragraph. I appreciate having a job that I know isn't going anywhere and a job that will pay for most of our families bills, mainly the housenote. But I tell you it is so tough dealing with family each day. Plus the fact that my kids come up to work every day and I have my brother's kids every other week too. As I type they are wreslting in the floor of the playroom across from my office.
I could truely pull my hair out most days of course enough of it is falling out by itself that the actual pulling out of the hair isn't nessesary.
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