Friday, April 21, 2006

A Reflection:

I have a job, but not a career. But if I spend enough time in this current job, it will soon become my career.

Recently, I have come to a point where I have no idea what I want to do for “the rest of my life” or what I want to be when I “grow-up,” but I really want to figure it out. I have a feeling that many people never resolve this issue and are constantly in limbo. As time passes, we end up settling for something “okay,” but do not realize we have settled until we look back and wonder.

I went through all the possible jobs/careers that are out there and not one fit me. Then I began to berate myself for being too lazy or picky. After all, it is called, “work” for a reason. But I want to find something that I love or at least like a lot in which I can wake up during the workweek and not loathe where I have to be (I never want a job where I have to work weekends ever again).

But that brings me to another problem I have, waking up. It is something I have battled with my entire life. I just cannot get out of bed in the morning. I love to sleep and stay in bed as long as possible. I do the minimum to get ready so that I can sleep longer. Going to bed earlier does not help; it just means I sleep longer. I might wake up when I am supposed to, but I go back to sleep indefinitely 99.9% of the time. This has recently caused an issue at work since I am late ALL THE TIME. My boss had the talk with me the other day and told me that I have to start getting to work a lot earlier than I have been. If I am going to be in after 10 a.m., I have to call and notify the office (I gave up calling many months ago because it would just mean I would call everyday).

I guess all this means that I am not going to get a big, fat raise on my upcoming two-year review. Boo.

So it is time to find a job with flexible hours that pays a butt load. Oh, and I have to like it a lot and possibly love doing whatever it is that I do. While I am being so unreasonably demanding, how about also throwing in world peace, cures for all diseases, and a brand new car? Nothing American though, I like me some foreign cars.
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