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Apathy.

What would you give to be excited about what you do?
What would you give to really want to do it?
What would you give to love why you do it?
Yeah. Me too.
It's late. I'm tired. I'm going to bed.


Comments

What do you do?

something in tech sales that will never ever ever be disclosed here.

I'm thinking about going to grad school and giving up several nights and weekends for the next 2 years trying to chase that down...

I SO feel your pain Jimbo, my current job is so mind-numbing it's almost painful. I am, however, trying to change careers soon. I took a personal trainer certification exam a couple of weeks ago (I actually used to be certified, but when I lost my corporate fitness job after 9/ll, I let it lapse *kicks self*), and should find out in a few weeks how I did. Hope you can find something that makes you happy!

*hugs*

Yeah, I'm sitting here at my mind-ruining job right now. But I started learning a new career a few months ago that fits with my lifestyle and talents and interests - piano tuning. If I can find a way to be a world-travelling tuner, I'll have all I want.

I left my last job because I was being asked to take a pay cut to train my replacement.
I'd like a tedious job right now if it would pay my bills and allow me to attack my debts.
Cross you fingers for me, I may have something fun that does all that and more!

Jim's Job (I have posted the description before): He flies and he lies.

Actually, technically, he repeats my lies with the utter conviction I lack, as he does not know I am making them up. So technically, I guess he does not lie? Is retelling a lie that you think is truth actually a lie? (or all all of the clergy in the world liars? oops, wrong topic)

I think I have the greatest job in the world: Mother: Kisser of Boo Boos.

But I gotta get outta here. I'm going crazy. Let the semester begin already! If I have to watch one more episode of Rugrats ...

i would move out of state with not many belongings in a uhaul all alone and not a penny to my name scared shitless to get what i want. i would move back in with my father who i haven't known for 20 years and sleep on a creaky twin sized bed and ride my bike all over the bay area to get what i want.

i'm hoping what i want will eliminate all of the above though. it's all about sacrifice. and i'm so not into delaying gratification either.

p.s. you went to the wrong bed.

I'm incredibly fortunate.

Have a job I BEYOND love that I would do for free (Medical Recruiter), clients that I would die for, a hobby that I am turning into a part-time job that I equally adore (Professional Organizer) AND a volunteer gig that gives me happiness untold (Humane Society Foster Mom for puppies).

Do what you love and the $ will follow. But more than $ (and $ IS important, no doubt) I get so much satisfaction from what I do.

I, too, love what I do. I took a hobby that relaxed and spoke to me, and made it my full-time employment. I completely realize this isn't something everyone can do, and how lucky I am that I can.

But, I once had the mind-numbing, back-stabbing, work-em-for-every-minute-you-can, run-them-into-the-ground job, too. I so feel for you. Anything I can do to help? ;-)

i do no lying.

i do lots of bullshitting.

big difference.



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