A successful middle aged professional asked me over the weekend if I missed the ego satisfaction of being a successful middle aged professional. I said that looking after people was more fulfilling and real to me than much of what I’d done in my career. That was my rote answer and it’s true but it’s not the whole truth.
The work can also be humiliating. I grew up upper middle class in a class ridden society where we had servants. What I do now easily classifies as servant work, work that only those who are uneducated and poor do, only those who have no other choices. To be a servant, by definition, is to be lesser.
In many ways, disability support work in Australia still falls under that definition. The majority of the people I work with are migrants from developing world countries who have few other choices. It can be relatively well paid if you work privately but many migrants face barriers of confidence, acceptance and racism to be able to find private clients.
And so, for the many, it means working for a company who takes 40% or so of the hourly rate they charge their clients and place casual staff who often drive long distances and chase as many shifts as they can so they can make ends meet and send money home.
But back to humiliation. I have a complex relationship with it. In a way, i take pride in how “low” I’ve sunk. I cheerfully share that I clean bums as part of my work. I don’t feel embarrassed socially by this. After all, I’m doing this by choice although I have a suspicion that the longer I do this, the less of a choice it becomes.
The humiliation comes at odd times, when I catch myself doing a menial task and i am abruptly transformed from me being who I am to me being a servant. It doesn’t happen often and it doesn’t last long but it causes an existential wave – what on earth am I doing and why?
At that point, I fall back into old habits and think about how much I am earning and the number of hours I need to have in order to pull me weight never mind that I’m explicitly not doing this for money.
The other scarier question is if I am finding this humiliating servant work, what should I be doing instead?