J-O-B

I love my new job, because quite frankly that is exactly what it is. A J-O-B!! Fuck all this stuff about getting a "career". Do you know what a career is? A "career" is where you spend 90 -98% of all your energy, time, and emotional where-with-all. A "career" is a free pass to your company to work the hell out of you, not pay you overtime, treat you like fecal matter and then say, "You need to excell or it may negatively impact your career."

What the hell? In my twenties I strove to become educated so I could get that career. In my thirties I achieved the "career". I would typically work six days a week, 10+ hours a day. I would allow myself to be accesible at all hours. Need me to fly to Chicago in the dead of winter? Sure no problem. How about Florida during hurican season, or San Jose, which is a natural disaster anyway, or up to Seattle during a torrentioal rain storm. OK, OK, OK, Seattle is always a torrential rain storm. And I did this all for what??? I didn't make big bucks. I didn't get overly special reconition. I got WORKED!!

No I am quite content with my J-O-B!! Give me a life and a job any day. I will leave the C-A-R-E-E-R to the young and foolish. I will stay with just a job, fly down to Palm Springs this weekend taking a three day weekend, thank you very much, and enjoy my real life. My grand daughter, my son, my sister and her girlfriend, and most of all being with my husband.

Here's MY J-O-B!!!!!!!!!!!

Whoo Hoo