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Wednesday, 1 August 2007

I work as a typist in a Manufacturing MNC, and am considered one of the best in this country. But you know what? It's just not worth it! You slog you arse, burn the midnight oil, work when the whole world is sleeping, all in order to become a typist. Then after you've become one, the stark reality hits you-kaboom- It just wasn't worth it!

Pardon me for being too blunt here. The reality of a typewriting job is drastically different from the allure and hype that surrounds the job. Even I was carried away by the hype that surrounded the occupation, and chose to turn a blind eye towards the views of the typists who were critical of the profession. I hope people reading this learn from the mistakes that I have made.

The job difficulty is anywhere between being extremely tough to being excruciatingly demanding! Sure, you might have the basic skills- agility of fingers and the endurance of the hand- required to be in the job, but it's the ingenious and consistent application of skills that is the tricky part which will decide your success on the job. And, I tell you it's just not worth becoming a typist only to later discover that it's almost impossible to master the ingenious and consistent application of the above-mentioned skills.

The concentration that's expected out of a typist is mind-boggling too. If you have anything less than an F1 driver's attention span, you're screwed. Further, the extent to which your attention-span is tested has adverse consequences on your health and well-being. What's the point in doing a job that deteriorates your health? Is a great social-standing reason enough for you to choose a particular profession?

The profession is also known to have an untoward impact on family life. A typist gets used to being bossed around by his senior who generally is of much lesser talent and who dictates what has to be typed word-by-word, and expects the job to be done in no time. It can be a big blow to your ego ya know, when a person is dictating terms to you, purely on the pretext that he's been in the company for more years than you have been. Any typist is bound to feel short-changed, the result of which he ends up venting his frustrations on his family members.

Then there's 'deadline' pressure. You are given 300 pages of data and are expected to type it out and deliver it in just 3 hours. Which means you're required to type out 100 pages in an hour, on an average! Huh! No break, no diversion. Just ruthless focus on results. Sure, you might be a challenge-seeking guy, but the job, from being an exciting challenge initially, gradually veers towards becoming a dreadful nightmare!

I would not recommend this profession to anyone of sane mind. It's just not worth the donkey-like slogging that you will have to do for 3 years, after your 5th grade, to pass the 8th grade and become competent for the job! Rather, I would say, complete your 5th grade, work as a courier-delivery boy in one of the famous Logistics companies. Or just drop out of your 3rd grade, and work as a peon. Alternatively, not studying at all and working as either a waiter or a liftman won't be too bad an idea, in my opinion.

As I said, don't get carried away by the hype and aura that surrounds the job. Use your mind, weigh the trade-offs carefully, and take up a job that gives you happiness and peace of mind. I have already mentioned the better ones, which I would have chosen in hindsight. Learn from my experience. For now, I am glad I am done with typing this harrowing write-up!

Adios!!!

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