I began working in January of 2000 at the church that I grew up. I was 15 and really eager to be making money doing sound, which I enjoyed (and still do) very much. Having watched my dad and mom work diligently despite their lack of happiness in their work, I had a good foundation for a work ethic, and was only reinforced by my first boss, a man named L.E. Romaine.
Romaine (as he went by), used to be a drill sergeant in the military and while he was one of the kindest men I’ve ever known, that aspect of his personality instilled in his staff a sense of accountability. Primarily, he expected you as a church employee, to be a good servant and nothing less. He had illustrated to me the heart of a servant and the idea of being a good assistant. Now, I’m not saying that I’m the best at this today, but it is a goal and mark to be aware of and shoot for. Not a bad concept for any job, even and especially those outside the church.
Regardless, there is an art to working no matter if you like your current job or not. Finding the art in every task, mundane or not, can make the best work come out of you and I think will make you a happier person over all. Life is full of things we don’t want to do and even at my job where I’m usually happy, I have to try very hard to make myself be artistic with my actions. There is a well-defined art to being a good assistant and those are hard to come by because most people just want to be in charge and not actually do the work that they would be in charge of. Mainly, what I try to remember is that I should focus on the task and how it should be done properly no matter whom it’s for. Ultimately, it’s for me.
The art of working is doing the work as if it were for yourself.