Listening to: It Had to Be You
Thought for the day: The best way to appreciate your job is to imagine yourself without one. ~ Oscar Wilde
Last week, one of my close friends who is at the top of the executive ladder of a company that shares real estate with my own employer on the Fortune 500 list asked me if I was happy in my job. It was a simple question. I couldn’t answer and he called me out on it. I love the people, but the job……… no. My perspective is that in this economy no one can put happiness as the number one priority when it comes to a job. It has been haunting me. In truth, I have settled. Last night I dreamed that a top DuPont executive put a bag over my head and paraded me in front of a crowd of strangers shouting, “SHE IS ASLEEP PEOPLE!” like I was an English Serf who had blasphemed Henry the VIII. OFF WITH HER HEAD FOR NOT CHASING HER DREAM! I awoke feeling shitty and went to work that way.
At one point, my manager walked into my office and asked me to type something for him (this is not normal). I was in no mood to be anyone’s secretary. Numbly and without expression, I took the paper from him. He left. Anger set in and I wanted to chase after him and tell him to type it his effing self. But I didn’t. I typed. After about 20 minutes of struggling to get my fingers to let go of the bad attitude, I finished. When I clicked on save, my screen went completely white (today’s photo) and then my computer crashed. Basically, karma kicked my ASS. I lost every bit of what I had typed. I just sat there staring at the white screen trying to get a grip. Reason eventually returned to me and I retyped the document with success.
Moral of the story? She who cannot tolerate a reasonable amount of boredom doesn’t have enough money to buy Tootsie Rolls at the end of the day.