I'm afraid I know what you mean. I worked in TV for many years. Production, Technical, etc. Now I'm a woodworker. At the end of my day, I can go back and look at all the neat stuff we have made. Admire the work and imagine how it will look in the home it is going in. When I worked in TV if I wanted to admire my work, I needed to go downtown to the Mall and take note of how out of touch with reality everyone was.
I guess the awakeing came for me one Saturday morning about 11 AM. We were running a pro wrestling show. One of the side line Dollies got dragged into the ring, and some 300lbs bruiser started beating the crap out of her whilst the crowd howled their approval. Yes I know it's fake. Yet
the picture of a Roman circus came to mind. It was then that I knew I needed to find another line of work.
Don't get me wrong. I did'nt go on my own in a fit of virtue. I was being paid a ridiculus amount of money and doing very little for it. I got laid off with about 30% of the company. But once free, I never went back.
I guess the awakeing came for me one Saturday morning about 11 AM. We were running a pro wrestling show. One of the side line Dollies got dragged into the ring, and some 300lbs bruiser started beating the crap out of her whilst the crowd howled their approval. Yes I know it's fake. Yet
the picture of a Roman circus came to mind. It was then that I knew I needed to find another line of work.
Don't get me wrong. I did'nt go on my own in a fit of virtue. I was being paid a ridiculus amount of money and doing very little for it. I got laid off with about 30% of the company. But once free, I never went back.