I work at a nursery, as I'm sure many of you know. Most of the time, I find it to be very enriching. I learn new things, and I am challenged in different ways. I didn't used to think this way. Back in the day, when I spent my summers between high school years in fields, I hated it. My dad would force me to get up way earlier than I wanted, I couldn't just hang out and be lazy like so many other friends. But hey, I was 14 years old. All I wanted to do was shop and talk to boys. I used to wonder how any of my co-workers could work here their whole lives.
I don't know when my thoughts changed, but I realized it upon chatting with a former employee of the nursery. Out of a job, I casually mentioned that she should come back to nursery til she found something in her field. Her response was one of incredulity. She stated how she never wanted to come back, and her nursery days were over. I couldn't understand it! I knew that she had spent some time flipping burgers at McDonalds, and done some other really shitty jobs. Was this place at the bottom of her list?
I also have been told time after time by some of the men who have been here for years- "You don't want to get stuck here for life", "Get out while you still can", etc. I don't know what caused these men to be so bitter, but I choose to believe that it is probably their own fault. Maybe due to a poor outlook, a fear of manual labour, a lack of ambition, or they just won't be happy, no matter what their lot. Who knows!
One pitfall of a large operation such as the nursery, is that there tends to be what some may call "monotony". Propagating millions of plants every year doesn't just involve watching them grow; thousands of grafts must be made, each plant must be trimmed, sprayed, and tended, they all have to be dug up or potted and shipped away. As you can imagine, there are days, sometimes weeks, of doing the same job. These can often be mindless tasks, especially once you get into a rhythm. The benefit of performing mindless tasks, is that it frees up your mind to think of other things, EVERYTHING, really. I have begun to listen to audiobooks, allowing me to work on my reading list WHILE I work. I have selected various podcasts that are enriching to listen to. Not to mention, I get lots of opportunity to delve into new music, and listen to old favourites. All of this leads to me putting on my thinking face and walking around like this:
People ask me if I'm angry. I'll let them believe it. But really, I am quite content. I love working outside, and with my hands, and seeing the fruits of my labour, then when it comes to getting through something that is not so good, I have the tools to get through it.

3 comment(s):
Right on! Sometimes I've got the same thoughts, and the same things being said to me. But I like the manual labour and being outside too. When I'm hauling manure, the tractor has a radio, so I get to listen to NPR and talk radio all I want! I love it. And sometimes getting plastered with manure isn't terrible either. : )
Glad to hear from you, Dee!
Neal
ya, sometimes getting plastered isn't terrible either.
I kinda miss the nursery. In fact, I almost could say I like it better than the coffee shops. It was nice to sometimes be able to work without having to talk to anyone, or deal with crazy customers, or remake a drink because someone took the wrong one...
good to hear your thoughts. how is winter there. no snow here.... so sad... currently raining out.... double sad.
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