Working

Is a lot better than being broke, that's for damn sure. I started working fairly young, around 13-14 years old and I'm not sure whether it was because I was being ambitious or just plain greedy. I think it was a combination of both. Anyways, I've always had this feeling in the back of my head that I would like the working world way better than going to school. And it's true. I hate school. I don't completely suck at it, but there's just something way more satisfying about going to work, earning money, coming home, and calling it a day. Homework, studying, and all that hoopla just drags on into the nights and weekends and I was never down for that. Not that I did much of that anyways, but you know what I mean. There's just something so satisfying about putting in your time and getting handed that check (or seeing that direct-deposit channeled into a drying/dwindling checking account) and starting the weekend off with a nice full feeling. I've always found the idea of being the breadwinner of the family intriguing. However, if this is the case, my husband would have to compensate more than adequately by being a stunning chef, homemaker, and raiser of our children. I would welcome the simplicity of going to work and doing a damn good job at it, and coming home to a husband who would take care of the cooking, cleaning, and emotional support. Sometimes I really do think I should have been born a guy. Oh well, it's much too late to change that, and plus I like pink and make-up and other frivolous amenities that belong to the fairer sex.

I have a very obstinate personality. My mother likened me to a donkey when I was younger, and she didn't say to hurt my feelings, just to state the obvious truth. You pull me one way, I'll go the other. It's bizarre. I reminisce about my past actions and I don't understand myself at all. In high school I had glorious visions of going to law school and becoming a corporate lawyer. When I came to college, everyone and their mothers wanted to go to law school. I tried studying for the LSATs and realized that no, this isn't what I want to do, at least not right out of undergrad, and the idea that everyone else wanted to go to law school just turned me off as well. And I have no idea why either. Perhaps it's because in three years, the market will be saturated with lawyers (not that it already isn't) but there's just something that repels me from doing what everyone else wants to do, even if it was an original goal of mine from the get-go. Bizarre. And frustrating at times.

I don't think my coworkers will ever read this, but I think the world of some of my coworkers. They are all several years my senior, and all of them have their shit straight and provide the best advice. It's always very candid and honest, and very helpful. They are good people. And good people aren't always so easy to find in the workplace. I am very lucky. Good people in your workplace make a huge difference. I have worked in great workplaces and shitty workplaces and what made shitty workplaces shitty were the people. It doesn't come down to much more than that. Yes, you can have a large cubicle all to yourself with a giant flat screen and all the drawers you want, but if you have a hag-bitch in the workplace, you're fucked.

Alright, enough for tonight. Shower and then Sex in the City time!