i'm such a wuss

[c9]

I hate my job. I should quit and do something fun. Sadly, the real world doesn't look too kindly on that sort of thing. I want a house, an environmentally-friendly car, marriage, kids, yadda yadda. Apparently these things cost money!

If I could get paid to do theatre, I always said I would do it in a second. But I worry, actually. When I find something I like I dive in 100%, leaving everything else wanting. I had horrible marks in university and high school due to spending too much time on theatre, but at least then I was single! What happens to Vinny when I'm missing so many evenings?

Plus I'm a geek, I like my computer toys. And I like being able to give to causes I believe in. And take vacations. And and and and and and and. Fuck I'm a wuss. I feel like I'm stupid or indecisive for not just biting the bullet and deciding what to do, and then making it happen. I have friends who do nothing but theatre, and I have other friends that actually pay attention to their real career, not their imaginary one, and they make triple my salary and are incredibly happy with the way things are going.

Sometimes I really wonder where I'm going.

Comments

[leapfish.livejournal.com]

Let's have a business meeting on Saturday morning at Jane's. We'll brunch and make a five year business plan. Not too much in the dream sense, just things that we can and wish to attain in five years. I'll even be the minute-taker! Now there is a deal that you just can't pass up. :o)

Business Brunch

[(Anonymous)]

Can you conference me in? I need a career plan. And a scone.

[bartok.livejournal.com]

ah, the "quarter-life crisis", glad to see everyone else is going through it, in one way or another! (even you Kevin!)

[(Anonymous)]

Sometimes I think we're just not supposed to like our jobs. We have all this propaganda telling us that our career is supposed to be fulfilling, when all it really does is give us a bit of cash and keep us out of trouble. Both the capitalists and the communists want us to define ourselves in terms of our labour. Maybe they're both wrong.

I am not having a quarter life crisis. I'm too young for that. I'm really young, like nineteen or something. It's pretty amazing actually.

kk

[c9.livejournal.com]

You may have a point. Sometimes when I complain about my job to grownups they laugh and say "of course you don't like your job!" Maybe it is all propaganda?

Except I do actually know people who (seem to) enjoy their careers immensely! Hrmmm.

Nineteen. Yeah.

[bartok.livejournal.com]

enjoy their jobs? do they get free crack or something?