Describe your 'work ethic'

Syzygy wrote: I'm somewhere between 'if a job's worth doing...' and 'I love my job'. I love the teaching part of my job (most of the time) but that's now less than 50% of my working hours, the remainder being divided between management (a loose description in my case) and the associated admin (which I'm much better at supervising than actually doing).   I was ahead of the cutting edge when it came to slackerdom, and only got started on what might be called a career well into my 30s. There are still days when I miss my bong and daytime TV, but unless I win the lottery that's all behind me now .

If I won the lottery I'd have bong of my own, and of course a second bong in the country.. Alas, it's just a PIPE dream.... see what I done there..??

If its a job I like doing, I do my best. If I hate it, I do the bare minimum.

In school, my work ethic is incredible, especially compared to my peers. I certainly consider myself someone who works hard. As for a job....don't have one. 

I show up.  I do my job.  I go home.  Work for me is a necessary evil.  It pays my rent, buys my beer and allows me to maintain my prog addiction.  That's it.  I don't love my job.  I don't hate my job either, but I'd rather be sleeping, drinking, listening to music, having wild sex, traveling the world, watching tv, staring at the ceiling, reading, picking my nose, picking someone else's nose, etc., etc., etc.

Work, work work... not for me, really. I'd much rather be a happy homeless man than work somewhere I hate all the time.

How about, if I had the money to quit my job and live independently wealthy I would but that's never going to happen still I take pride in my doing my job as well as I can?

Speaking of jobs..., no not going to go there, resist temptation, resist temptation, resist temptation. 

Edited by Slartibartfast - June 20 2008 at 22:57

Vompatti wrote: To quote Morrissey: "I never had a job because I never wanted one."

Or: I was looking for a job, and then i found a job
      And heaven knows i'm miserable now

I'm an artist, with a scholarship. I love my "job" so much it hurts.

I hate the very idea of working for some company or a boss, five days a week though. Did work for two out of the supposed 16 moths throug something called the civil service (as a punishment for refusing the one year obligatory military service) eight years ago. Had something like a breakdown, and got out of it. As well as myself, I imagine my colleagues were also thanking the gods for that.

i chose "I turn up, do whats expected of me then go home" , but that's because I am on an annoying part-time job while I'm studying.

If I get the job I'm looking for after graduating next year, I'll choose either 2,3,4.

I work as a dishwasher. I give it about 80% effort, doing all that needs to be done, but not exquisitely. 

If you love what you do, if you managed to work in that which you love, then it's not a job.. it's a paid hobby... And that should bring you happiness, at least in that area of your life.