Am I crazy?
I've always considered myself a little eccentric, but never crazy...that is until I decided that I wanted to switch careers and my husband told me I was weird. People graduate from high school and then go to college or receive special training. I understand those stages; however my husband informed me that our next "stage" in life was when we are 60 years old! His belief is that people aren't supposed to thoroughly enjoy their careers because the career provide a mean to do the things that people do like to do. For instance, going to happy hour, on a weekend trip or planning a vacation. I don't buy it.
What kind of people stay in a cubicle for 25 years? Seriously. If you've ever seen the movie, "Office Space," that's the kind of hell that I worked in. I started out in that company as a secretary and what made it worse was I had a boss who was a born again Christian (not that there's anything wrong with that). On a Friday night, he kept me until 6:15 p.m. talking about how Jesus saved his life and how He would save mine too. Can you say human resources issue waiting to happen? I apparently was also his dog. I would be sent to fetch his lunch...from his freakin' car in the parking lot and he would ask it in front of a room full of people. Talk about feeling like a piece of meat. I also had to take lunch when he took lunch so I could be at his disposal. He was a cheap, ignorant asshole.
My point is, why should I have to stay in that particular company, business or industry? Isn't the most important thing that I'm gainfully employed? So, this brings me to my current dilemma. I like where I work and the people that I work with, but I do not want to be a lifetime banker. It is completely fine for those people who have found their niche and what they excel in to stay in the same career. But I don't want to and more importantly, I don't have to! If I want to start taking pictures of snails for a living, I should be able to...without catching any shit!
The way I look at it is, if I'm happy then my husband is happy. If I'm unhappy, my husband wants to kill me. Wouldn't he rather me be happy?
What kind of people stay in a cubicle for 25 years? Seriously. If you've ever seen the movie, "Office Space," that's the kind of hell that I worked in. I started out in that company as a secretary and what made it worse was I had a boss who was a born again Christian (not that there's anything wrong with that). On a Friday night, he kept me until 6:15 p.m. talking about how Jesus saved his life and how He would save mine too. Can you say human resources issue waiting to happen? I apparently was also his dog. I would be sent to fetch his lunch...from his freakin' car in the parking lot and he would ask it in front of a room full of people. Talk about feeling like a piece of meat. I also had to take lunch when he took lunch so I could be at his disposal. He was a cheap, ignorant asshole.
My point is, why should I have to stay in that particular company, business or industry? Isn't the most important thing that I'm gainfully employed? So, this brings me to my current dilemma. I like where I work and the people that I work with, but I do not want to be a lifetime banker. It is completely fine for those people who have found their niche and what they excel in to stay in the same career. But I don't want to and more importantly, I don't have to! If I want to start taking pictures of snails for a living, I should be able to...without catching any shit!
The way I look at it is, if I'm happy then my husband is happy. If I'm unhappy, my husband wants to kill me. Wouldn't he rather me be happy?
posted by Martha | 5:30 PM
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