Is it really worth it?
Walking home today - I walked past half a dozen bums, a couple of cute couples eating dinner outside at a sidewalk cafe, a weird guy with a boombox (what is this 1983???), and a couple of crazy people who I see a lot - I'm not sure if they are homeless or just crazy people who are poor. I really don't think that they have/make a lot of money just by their speech patterns. But all I could think about was if all this work is really worth it. I put my 50-60 hours of work in a week just like everyone else. I've kept doing that my entire life like hard work is going to get me somewhere. To be honest, it's kind of paid off in the sense that by working harder in school I make a lot more money that most people my age. It's not paid off in the sense that for the risk that I've put in so far - I haven't reaped any of the rewards yet. It's frustrating. I know that it is supposed to take year and years. I guess I'm just impatient.
At least I'm pretty happy. I will say that. Thank god for not wanting to slit your throat at the end of every work day - and thank god for not mentally considering every morning what would happen if you just didn't show up. I do want to go in to work everyday. I do like it. I do get frustrated by it; it's not flowers and roses all the time.
I'm beginning to realize that finding a good work relationship is just as hard as finding a good relationship. Sometimes you get over the honeymoon period really fast, sometimes you never really get out of it. Sometimes you date someone who's not typically your type - and sometimes you fall back on old favorites. You never really know what a person is going to be like until you spend a lot of time with them; sometimes it takes you a long time before you find those 'no go' points, sometimes you figure it out really quickly. Sometimes people are just what you expected out of a first impression, sometimes you are constantly surprised by the new things that you learn about them and their interests. Sometimes you can grow up with them, and sometimes you grow apart. It's really a great parallel.
At least I'm pretty happy. I will say that. Thank god for not wanting to slit your throat at the end of every work day - and thank god for not mentally considering every morning what would happen if you just didn't show up. I do want to go in to work everyday. I do like it. I do get frustrated by it; it's not flowers and roses all the time.
I'm beginning to realize that finding a good work relationship is just as hard as finding a good relationship. Sometimes you get over the honeymoon period really fast, sometimes you never really get out of it. Sometimes you date someone who's not typically your type - and sometimes you fall back on old favorites. You never really know what a person is going to be like until you spend a lot of time with them; sometimes it takes you a long time before you find those 'no go' points, sometimes you figure it out really quickly. Sometimes people are just what you expected out of a first impression, sometimes you are constantly surprised by the new things that you learn about them and their interests. Sometimes you can grow up with them, and sometimes you grow apart. It's really a great parallel.
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