Steve Reece

Steve Reece

According to a 2019 Gallup poll, 85% of the world’s 1 billion workers are unhappy at their jobs. By comparison, only 80% of Americans hate their jobs. That slightly lower percentage could be because of our higher pay rates. Or maybe because our bosses are nicer, but I doubt it. 

The number one reason people think their jobs suck is that they think their boss sucks. We’ve all had bad bosses. That grouchy, hard-to-please, hard-nosed old fart, never satisfied. Or the privileged bosses who easily rose through the ranks by way of nepotism. And let’s not forget the brown-nosing undeserving coworker who knew less and did less than you but stole your ideas and was promoted to making the big bucks. And then there’s the worst boss of all, the egotistical leader with multiple personalities, each one flawed.  

For those of you who are bosses, I certainly mean no disrespect. It’s highly possible I might have to work for one of  you again someday and I’m not burning any bridges. I know all about bosses. I have served in many capacities under plenty of bosses. I’ve even been the boss a few times myself. I once fired a carpenter who drank too much but I fired him in such a way, he turned his life around, started his own company, and  eventually ended up hiring me and became my boss. 

I know the problems there are running a business and the hours a boss sometimes has to put in, but some of y’all need to learn that happier employees make happier customers. When morale is boosted, production increases. Quality levels are raised.  Some bosses are tyrants but, although rare, some are great. For the record, I have a great boss.  

Number two on the list of why people hate their jobs is a lack of passion. For most in the working world, it’s the same old boring day after boring day. It’s hard to get excited knowing you’re going to do the exact same thing as you did yesterday. Just like you will again tomorrow. On my job, I see something new every day. One of the perks of working for The Reporter. 

No one can do your job better than you do, but who would want to? You’ve done the same boring movements for 30 long years and became the number one master of your trade, then two days after you retire, some young kid is already doing it better than you and that’s the end of it. Hopefully, there will be a pension waiting but not always. Not much for a working man or woman to jump up and down about. No real incentive to do their best.

The third reason people dread dragging themselves to work every morning is they don’t feel respected. They don’t receive the right tools, equipment, or instructions and yet still are expected to meet quotas, come up with solutions, and satisfy unreasonable production demands. A large portion of the American labor force feels unappreciated, which affects production output. American workers are famous for their ingenuity all over the world. The inventions created within our borders have changed the planet and our workers should be honored as they well deserve.

Surprisingly low on the list of why people despise getting out of bed, taking a shower, getting dressed, sitting in traffic, finding a parking spot then seeing the scowling face of a sour-puss boss, is low pay and being overworked. Most American workers know they’ll never be rich and have no real aspirations to be so. It would be nice, but they live their lives and are content to just be able to eat, pay the rent, and raise a family comfortably.

Nothing is more satisfying than finishing a good day on the job. Of course, money is good. It’s necessary and for some of us, the only reason our feet hit the floor in the morning and go through that same old routine one more time. But if we feel we are doing something productive in the world and our efforts are recognized, it makes it easier to put up with the drudgery of what we define as work. It’s not always the money.

If you really loved your job and you were doing what you were born to do, your favorite time of the week would be early Monday morning and not late Friday afternoon. Weekends would only get in the way of doing what you really want to do. You wouldn’t need to use that snooze button. You wouldn’t even need an alarm. You wouldn’t be getting drowsy every day after lunch, and you wouldn’t be watching the clock around 4:30.

What if you were never late for work because you are always 15 minutes early? And imagine you didn’t care about breaks because you knew your big break was when you got hired? What if you didn’t work to live; but you lived to work? Like me?


 Steve Reece is a contributing writer for the Reporter and a known crime fighter. Email him at