Digging Ditches

I have a long history with digging ditches.

Actually, I have a long history with talking about digging ditches.  For some reason, whenever I complain about whatever job I might have at the time (and I've had a lot), I always say "it could be worse; I could be digging ditches."

I once read an interview -- during the "Juno" craze -- with Diablo Cody (is that how you spell it?) where she said that writing was the hardest job in the world or some such nonsense.  And, of course, it made me think that she was a crazy person.  It also made me think of ditch digging.

Here's the thing: do people still dig ditches?  They must, I guess, but do they actually pay people to do so?  Where did this occupation even come from?  And why is it my go-to job of despair?

To some extent, I would imagine digging ditches could be a nice job.  Sure, it would be physically taxing, particularly for someone as sickly as myself, but imagine having a job where, each day, you just go out and dig ditches.  At the end of the day you have concrete proof of your accomplishments, for where there were once no ditches, now there are.

Most of this comes from the realization that I have job angst.  I realize that most people have job angst, but I think it gets worse as you get older.  What's surprising is that I've really never had it before.  I have mostly stumbled from job to job, and while I've complained about them, I've never hated any of them.  They never crept into other aspects of my life.

Off the top of my whiskey drinking head, there are the jobs I've had:

Little league soccer ref
Retail servant, health and beauty department at Value City
Telemarketer
Pizza place whose name escapes (and are now out of business)
Van driver, Apple's grocery store
Wendy's
Wendy's again
Janitor, Ohio University
Retail servant, Schoolkids Records
Retail servant, Shell gas station
Teaching assistant
Retail servant, Barnes and Noble
Lease extractor, some company I can't remember
Data entry, C.A.R.E.
Internet team, Coca-Cola
Assistant Property Manager, Oak Pointe apts
Data entry, some magazine company I can't remember
Leasing agent
E-business Coordinator
Leasing agent again
SEO Copywriter
And I think I've made back around $60 on my book (which I spent more than $60 to produce)

Not a glamorous list, to say the least, and one filled with more experience in the god awful field of property management than I would like.  And what of all the other jobs?  What is there to make of all that?

That's where I'm at now.  At some point, everyone gets to the point where they can't have a job anymore, they need a career.  And I'd kind of like one of those.

Maybe I should see if there's a future in ditch digging.