Yes I do… cuz I do a lot more in those 10 minutes than my colleagues do in an hour.
I feel like this is at least somewhat true for me, but it doesn’t help with the feeling of guilt for “”“slacking off”“”, unfortunately.
You should put some more quotation marks to make sure nobody gets confused.
Sure, here you go: “”“”“”“”“”
Thanks I was running low x
Am I “helping?”“” I think"“‘’”》I 《``am’'.
“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“helping”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”“”
You’ll get over it real quick once you realize you’re being paid the same as the worst performer and less than new hires.
I see it as my sacred duty as a peasant to undermine the profit of my workplace wherever safely possible.
When the class war is long lost and one is living under class occupation, guerilla tactics become the only option.
We didn’t set these hostile terms, American employers chose to treat their workforces as disposable liabilities rather than valued partners who all stand to prosper (as many once did prior to the Jack Welch/Reaganomics cultural grift), but we can sure as hell game and undermine them.
When the communities you’re subscribed to start bleeding into each other.
Looks like bullying to me and I can’t abide by that.
Sometimes I need a break just turning on the computer. Or putting dishes in the dishwasher. Or moving the laundry from the drier to the bed.
I’m a lot “better” at doing tasks than most people that I know with unmedicated adhd, but some days are just… nope, I showered and brushed my teeth so imma spend the rest of the day doing whatever random thing captures my attention for more than 5 minutes
Usually need a few days like that in a week. I just let my brain off it’s leash until the anxiety and guilt kicks in and then I get everything done is a fury
I put off a boring task at work for weeks in favor of a more interesting work project. I kept telling myself over and over that I should switch over and start the other project before it gets late. But every time I tried, I just couldn’t work on it. I literally couldn’t. It was so difficult I was almost falling asleep just staring at the code. I’d switch back.
I finally finished it today. The day before it was due. Came in this morning, brain kicked into overdrive and I just finished it all. I don’t remember eating lunch. What should have been done in two weeks, was done in a little over two days. Why do I do this myself. I can’t help it.
(The code looked really good though.)
I think that lil’ kick some of us get is what divides people with adhd into the successful and unsucessful groups. Both suck, both are not our faults, but I’m glad to be able to eventually get stuff done even if it feels like I’m shortening my lifespan
I have a close friend who has inattentive adhd and he has a baaaaad time at life. He “lets” all the deadlines fly by and falls into depressions because of it. Got kicked out of school, ended up homeless for a while, finally recovered but then couldn’t deal with credit cards, managed to get on his feet again and find a woman who supported him, but then she dumped him because he forgot to get her from the hospital. He’s finally kind of ok, has a job and lives with his mom (at 40). I keep trying to get him to get back on meds but he says he can’t afford the visit. He can’t get through the paperwork for disability, either. He isn’t stupid, we have great in-depth conversations and he’s witty af. He just really… can’t
I mention all that to illustrate what I mean by successful vs unsucessful. I’ve asked him if he gets the: ShitIHaveToDoThisAllRightNow! kick and he doesn’t. Task pressure just paralyzes him
I do content editing for marketing. Each hour feels like 4.
I’m sorry. I did marketing adjacent work for a couple years, and it was like the worst mix of boring and hectic, at all the wrong times.
You should take a 48 minute break for every 12 minutes of work. It’s called the 80-20 rule.
My reflection, grabbing me through the mirror like Evil Dead: It should be 55/5
something something pomodoro something
50-10 split is almost ideal.
you’re not wrong…
Yeah but what if I were to replace “minutes” with hours or days?
Goes to work, presses the “work” button on his console then takes a five day vacation. These 20 second work weeks are killing me!
what’s your job! 😭
I know one ridiculous job you could have done this for.
There were three people whose full-time job was data entry. Except this wasn’t from paper or anything hard. Their job was literally to take data from one digital source and input it (manually) into a different digital system.
My friend depended on the reliability of this data to do her job and she was constantly getting errors and blowback from data inaccuracies from the mistakes they were making. I’d previously given her some light training on databases (like, Microsoft Access basics, not even SQL). So she built a simple database to act as middleware between the two systems, making all three jobs redundant.
I think about that a lot.
I would have loved to have one of those jobs before my friend destroyed them. I’d hide away in the corner and have an AutoHotkey script (slowly) do all the work in a background window while I do whatever the hell I want all day. I could get a remote job and work two jobs at once. Go back to school. Write a novel. And still have 4 hours/day to dick around on the internet.
And my managers would love me because my data would be errorless.
Hmmm if you could create that script to do the background work at the press of a button, you’d have a billion dollar commodity. Yes it might mean some people get laid off, but I’m sure that it would also increase the accuracy just as you describe. If I knew anything about coding or IT stuff, I’d give it a whirl.
I have a cousin who on a dare used his rudimentary coding skills to create a new program for tracking shipments. FedEx bought the concept, and he now is a multi-millionaire with a data company of his own.
free time to actually do stuff without feeling guilty? the dream.
what do you do now? is it bearable?
Well I don’t really work right now, I came into a family trust when my last surviving parent passed away. Right now I spend my leisure time as I like, mainly writing and doing a lot of walking (we’re on a private reserve) and also I’m re-learning to play the piano and just started to dabble in acrylic painting. I feel like I’m always busy though - but not bored, which is a nice place to be in.
damn. that’s nice. wish I could do that 🤣 focus on my hobbies, actually rest, be able to read and enjoy a book.
i have daydreamt about that my entire life 😅
unfortunately I have to find something that pays the bills AND that is bearable. that’s the hard part.
Even when I was working (in healthcare) I took time to read and do the things I enjoy. Usually on weekends or when I had a free slice of time. I know the grind of having to pay bills and how it consumes your energy, and that is a hard reality.
I hope you find time to indulge in what you love most anyway - however you can. Believe me just having tons of leisure time isn’t as great as you’d think. It’s how you fill the time that really matters.
I can’t find time and honestly I don’t think I enjoy most things anymore. my rest time is spent thinking about how I should be doing something to change my situation. instead do nothing/watch TV series and then feel bad about it 😅
you mentioned piano. I had a lot of fun with it for a few months until I started to feel “wanted time”.
a few years ago I bought one, learned the basics and started to feel that feeling of wasting time. at first, I actually had fun with it. it was so interesting learning/practicing. I just couldn’t justify time spent anymore. it’s stored away now.
can’t even play video games anymore which I loved because… can’t enjoy them with this constant feeling of having to do something productive that actually helps/improve my life. tired of this feeling. I’ve been feeling it for the last 20 years. it’s gotten bad lately.
my life desperately needs to improve financially. that’s my hard reality.
I want it to be George Jetson’s job, coming into work and pressing a couple of buttons then going home and saying how much these 3-hour work weeks are killing me.
Its either… or… a 50 min breake for every 10 min, or a 10 min break for 10 hours 🙃
Your not my parents! You can’t make me!
I’m listening
These are rookie numbers.
*of boring work.
