A friend of mine was recently worrying about his lack of motivation and his lack of interest in his job.

This is not something I generally suffer from, and I think the reason lies in one of the things he said: “I can’t get paid for doing anything I’m interested in”.

Which is funny, because my philosophy has always been to start with what you’re interested in and work backwards from there. I find it hard to imagine that anyone in a developed country has an interest that can’t be turned into a job. Even if your interest is lying on a tropical island, drinking martinis (which I reckon would be at the hard end of the scale to line up with employment) I can think off the top of my head of several ways to make that happen.

Which got me thinking that the ONLY difference between having a great work life and a dumb one is a good brainstorming session and the belief that there is a job for everything. Which makes it seem like such a shame that there are so many people in the world who don’t wake up and run gleefully to work in the morning. Not that I can currently run. I’m putting my personal trainer on the list of the international most wanted list for crimes against humanity. I now understand how it is possible for one individual to inflict so much pain.