Why is it that I constantly wind up in jobs I absolutely hate to the point that when I get home at night I'm so emotionally drained I can't bring myself to muster the energy to look for something better, or I try to emerge myself in activities after work to distract me from how shitty my day is.
All the while leaving me no time to narrow down my list of possible jobs that interest me. Right now the list looks like this:
"ANYTHING ELSE!"
Except it's scrawled in a note book repeatedly like a mantra on the walls of the Overlook Hotel.
Suggestions for what I can do with my life can be left in the comments section.
By the way, right now my top choices are "rock star" or "Batman".
Friday, July 11, 2008
Soapbox 2.0
About 2 years ago, before I left Grand Falls-Windsor for the alluring lights of town, I started a blog I and the half dozen people who checked it out semi-regularly found to be a great way to waste some time. It was fun for a bit and I actually wrote some entertaining stuff. Well, at least I think so, but I'm also the funniest guy I know, which doesn't say much.
In September when I got back to St. John's from my summer in Trinity it picked up some steam and I went through a couple months of some good stuff before my interest shifted and I got bored with it and by April I had given up.
But now I'm bored again, which happens when you hate your job, and decided that it wouldn't hurt to start to write again and keep myself busy when my boss isn't looking.
Wish me luck.
In September when I got back to St. John's from my summer in Trinity it picked up some steam and I went through a couple months of some good stuff before my interest shifted and I got bored with it and by April I had given up.
But now I'm bored again, which happens when you hate your job, and decided that it wouldn't hurt to start to write again and keep myself busy when my boss isn't looking.
Wish me luck.
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