I simply cannot do my job if I cannot have fun with it.

Fact: most people do not like their jobs. But if I cannot be hyperfocused I will fail.

I do so many things and I am in a position where I cannot do those things.

This I feel is a means for reasonable accomodation.

I feel if an employer doesn't allow you to enjoy yourself then that is descrimination.

Amuse people, read and post on these forums, learn new technical stuff about products our company sells and supports (this will help to let me climb the ladder a bit and get away from the phones!)

I spent 60% of my time in my first few jobs with nothing to do. I finished projects quickly (partly because I rush everything I do.) and had too much free time. I hesitated going to my supervisors saying, "I need something to do" because I didn't want them to think my job wasn't necessary or that it could be cut to a part-time position. So, I ended up becoming the queen of the Internet. I worked on a fan site I was starting and posted relentlessly on message boards. I also researched every and any topic I had ever been interested in. I even, at one job, read a book! (My desk was positioned so that no one could see me doing this!)

In the long run, however, going to a job everyday where I had nothing pressing to do the majority of the time and being incredibly bored with the work led me to finally quit.

I'm with you: if the work isn't interesting I can't do it. I feel immature about it but I also know a large part--if not all--of this feeling is the ADD.

In all honesty, I do what every single employee does, when they're bored, at work.


Look busy.



Nova

Post on the forums...

A long time ago, I once babysat a hyperactive child. He was a terror. I had to make sure to give him his ritalin medication before he departed for school. ( I babysay 6:00am untill 8:30am)

I can remember some days he would wake up.. and I though for sure.. he must be some devil spawn... never would I realize that.. I am so very much like him.

I spent many hours.. many reflective thoughts.. pondering, considering what makes a person happy when it comes to work.

I could not under any circumstance live my life, unhappily.. day to day in a rountine of stress, and boredom.

Before I could even begin to imagine that ADD may in fact be a part of my life.. I would go from job to job to job.. all in the name of finding a life worth living.

I was never satisified with the work I could get,.. I needed to learn more, apply myself more, advance faster! I can not wait patiently and watch as time ticks by, an aching eternity of moment after moment.

I simply cant "get through a boring job" because I am miserable with that boring job. I can not live a life of misery.. and so I wander.. on again, on to a new path.

There is forever an ache, an ache, silently screaming out its agony, it unrelentless pain for that which is mundane.