duck-shaped pain

The lack of challenges and its complete irrelevancy to anything that I'd like to do with my life don't seem like good enough reasons to quit, though. I mean, that's what jobs are about, right? Tediousness. There's some good and some bad and a lot of in-between. I tell people about my job and its perceived benefits and they all think I'm insane to consider leaving, but I get really antsy when there's no real challenge to something. I have no real chance of promotion: you're either The Employer or you're not, and there's no real hierarchy among those in the "not" category. It wasn't too bad when school was in session, because it was this tiny part of my life and its dullness was sort of relaxing compared to what else I was dealing with. But a week and a half into my return to full-time work, and I'm going nuts. I think, everyday, please please please let summer school start soon. [1]

I don't know where I'm going with this (or how this differs from any of the other work-related complaints I've had over the years), really. Just thinking.

[1] It starts June 10.

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