You don’t have to love your job, to love your work. It took me years to understand this.
The fuel behind that comment is called GAS (Give A Shit), and GAS is the key ingredient behind greatness. When you have GAS, suddenly the task becomes enjoyable, a potential masterpiece. Regardless of the game, make your work the best. You might be surprised how much you begin to like your work and job. With GAS, suddenly the more enjoyable part of the job is the work itself…not the actual end product. But…
How do you get GAS? Well, ask that question to one of my nephews and you’ll get numerous answers. Water gives them gas I think? Seriously! No, how do you get the type of GAS I am referring to if you don’t already have it? This is where many people get it wrong. They feel they must love the company they work for, what it stands for, and for the end product itself. Those things help, but they have nothing to do with your work. Enjoying work is up to you, not by who you work.
You just need just 2 things.
1. Try Giving A Sh*t (GAS)
There is something addicting to GAS. Once you begin, even if it’s kind of made up at first, it swallows you. Suddenly, you can’t half-ass things anymore (no pun intended). You won’t want to! The feeling your self esteem gets from doing your work as best as you can, from just Giving A Sh*t, is intoxicating and addicting. You’ll want more and look for other places in your life to apply your new found fuel called GAS.
Number 2, being thankful. Its tough to be thankful for what you could have if you aren’t thankful for what you do have. Having gratitude and truly seeing your blessing gives you greater appreciation and more reason to Give A Sh*t. You become thankful for the work. I actually hide my gym shoes under my bed each night. Why? It forces me to get on my knees in the morning and be grateful. Try it.
Loving your work is the main ingredient to being great and greatness is tough, if not impossible, without GAS. I’d even argue a life without GAS, its not really living a life at all. You are here for bigger things.
– Again, I am not a writer or therapist, just a dude who has lived a bit….and I am certainly not an editor. Excuse any typos or miscues. Messages are better shared when immediate and from the soul.