do you work for the love or for the money?
 

Do you work for love or money?

i was reading today about this and started to do some self reflection. do i work for the love of it or do i work for the money?

when i first started working, i worked for the money, but once i got better at what i did, i guess it became something i enjoyed. sometimes when its bad, i hate it with a passion and ask myself what im doing here and id rather a job making similar money with much less responsibilities.

but then on good days, i feel like im on top of the world and nothing can stop me.


so share your experiences with us...love..or money?

When I first started out, I loved what I did. I actually looked forward to going to work.
There are aspects of my job that I truly enjoy but the negatives are piling up fast and now greatly outnumber the positives. I stay because of the money.
I am currently looking to change direction within my profession. Hoping that will give me a morale boost for a few years before it starts wearing on me again.
That is one of the great things about my profession. If you get bored/burnt out, there is always another specialty to learn.

Money, there is no love in my work.

Both. What I do is a labor of love.

When I was an environmental engineer, the answer was both, for quite a while. Then the love was lost, and I left the career. Now I'm a massage therapist, and I'm making practically no money. But, I love it, and I love the additional time with my son.

My two professions are performing music and teaching. I left a much higher-paying career to do them, and am much happier and love my work. At the same time, they do pay the bills.

Of my two jobs, I do one for the money (and it keeps me interested enough, but I don't love it) and the other for the love of the horses.

I think it's a decent balance.

I work for the money because I love my kids, does that count? It is not a love of my job that keeps me here, although on most days I like it. I can't imagine trying to start over somewhere else right now.

Turns out anybody in teaching or public safety (LE, fire, EMS) does it for the love.

Because there is no money.

/poor for life

Money

Sellout.

HAH!

Well it's not love, but it's also not money because they're paying me roughly the same as they're paying coworkers in Bangalore, when converted to USD. So I guess it's "money," in the sense that I'm getting money, not that I'm getting appropriately remunerated.

One day....

Right now I'm working for neither love nor money.

I'm going to go for something I'm good at that can make way more money, and hope I either love it or can learn to love it.

Do you sell SELLOUT(tm) T-shirts or training courses, Crompsie?

"She works hard for the money, so you'd better treat her right..."

I'll be honest, I really like my job. Sure, there are shitty tippers, and yeah, there are people who look down on me for being a server, and treat me like a child. But I like that it's fast-paced, and I can have fun with my tables. I like the people I work with.


But do I love it? No.

depends what i'm doing. as an editor, for the money. doing sound/intermedia stuff and writing, for the love of it with some persistent illusion that maybe money could be involved with it at some nebulous moment perhaps not long after the Revolution or something. maybe.

Oh, yessir. T-shirts are already available from Zazzle.com and the training courses will consist of military service, cramming college, and hoarding money.

There are many "sellout" T-shirts on Zazzle.com. I want to make sure I get the real deal. I don't want to be a sellout poseur, now do I?

Money.

What the hell? You don't get by on a job you "like". Love won't pay bills. Money will, however, buy love.

It always does.

No it doesn't. It buys a trophy wife that will spend all your money and sleep around on you.

I'm unemployed and love every minute of it.

Or you can be green collar, responsible, and still get a wife that'll spend all your money and sleep around on you.

OH SNAP.

/Universal Life Excuse #1

I write/podcast/cartoon for love.... but I hope to sellout.

Most of my $ comes from my regular job. I do that for money. But I don't hate it.

I study for the mental stimulation and the thrill of learning / discovering something new. They pay me enough to scrape by.

MONEY

words can't describe how fast I would quit if I weren't dependent on cash.

the problem is, most of the time you are doing what you love the money isn't as good. and if you are a materialistic person like me you take the bait and work where you loathe.

Money. Mostly I don't mind what I do, but I don't think I'd do it if I wasn't getting paid.

I love what I do for a living but I still do it for the money.

The reason I know this is that if you were to give me enough money, I would no longer do this, or any, job.

Cub works hard for the money.

So hard for it, honey.


I love spoiling myself, and I love whores. Without money, I couldn't afford either.

Damn well better be for the love, cause yeah, I get paid shit.

I am in sales, money period.

The more I sell, the more I make.

I wish I could work for the love of it. But not happening anytime soon....

When I first graduated college, I though I landed my dream job, so you can say I did it for the love of my profession. But within a month at work, I realize it wasn't what I though it would be, but I decided to stick it out for 2 yrs to gain the experience and save up money for graduate school.

I'm going to be a corporate goon when I'm done with school. I'll sell my soul for some years. When I make enough money I'll do something I love.

That's the plan.

Right now I'm doing some work study, it's just enough to cover my monthly expense--if I'm frugal. I work by my self 90% of the time so it's really boring. So....money.

All kinds of sellouts in this thread! :hyper: Keep it coming, folks.

Money. All I really want to do in life is get laid and eat sandwiches. Unfortunately that doesn't pay very well.

I think I need more money before I qualify as a sellout.

Well it depends. I have a regular job that I have certain hours of the day that I have to be there at. I have another, less regular job, that I have to be there for at certain hours of the night. Then I am also an artist and that occasionally brings money my way too.

My day job - I'd say for the money. Not that I don't enjoy it, but I have been doing it for 5 years now and it has gotten old. I wouldn't mind a similar job but with more freedom to change things and make important decisions. I love that it's still in the arts and has allowed me to see and do some cool things and meet some amazing people. Even so, the money stinks.

My night job - I do it for the love. I love to sing. The money sucks. But still, on a week where I have 3 nights in a row in the same bar doing similar sets each night, those 3 in a row are for the money. Not just for my sake but for the sake of the guy I play with, who lives off only this.

My art - definitely for the love. I have sunk so much money into this and got so little back, I would be crazy to still want to do it for the money. Though I have hope, like roachboy, that there may be more money to be had from it in the hazy future. I only want that because I want to do this full time and be able to quit the day job instead.

QFT. I make less than $20k a year, in no way, shape, or form is that selling out.

I work for both. I enjoy helping people out with IT issues, as long as they try to learn. When they are too dumb to get it, I can deal with that. It's the ones that can learn it but sit on their ass and depend on me that drive me crazy. Many people want to learn if you speak to them correctly, some are just too fundamentally ignorant to ever understand, and the princesses plain don't give a shit.

The money is nice, too. I made 32.5K with no hope of a raise until last week. As of next week I'll make a little over 33K just starting off in a much larger company. I'm looking forward to that position :)

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Definitely for the love of it. I could make way more money doing something else, but I've been through that phase and if I don't like what I'm doing I just can't do it...

Indeed. I used to work at a bank. Made good money, had great benefits, and I was on the fast track for promotion. Had I stayed, I might well have made manager within a year or two.


I just couldn't do it, though. The day a woman came in and was arguing with me over a tenth of point on interest rates (when she had tens of thousands invested already), I knew I couldn't do it anymore.