Friday, September 6, 2002

fine young cannibals. how do people make it in the jungle? there's money to be made but i can't seem to find it. not that i'm looking all that hard. actually, i'm hardly looking at all. there used to be this future reality i saw, in which i emerged from college unscathed and got a nice cushy job. one that paid something in the neighborhood of 35-40K (that's just to start mind you). aaaaahhh. those were the days. two years and twenty credits short later, i'm looking for a job that will pay 10-15. dollars. an hour. how far the mighty have fallen. how far is the fall for the lazy? longer than the mighty, i assure you.



i suppose everyone has a motivation right now, to urge them to wake up in the morning, grumble to their nine-to-five and work work work. i'm lacking that motivation. for some reason, financial security isn't moving to the top of my list in motivations. maybe it's because i get to live free, still on a collegiate parental paycheck (although that is ending, as it well should). my life is way too cushy. i'm *ahem* twenty four. that's a theme this year. twenty four. actually, i'm only twenty three but in a few, i'll be twenty four. foreshadowing is neat isn't it?



this motivation to go out and make money....what is it for other people? growing up? maturity? family? wife? kids? dogs? fish tanks? freedom? i can't really pinpoint why i would want to make money aside from the fact that i have to. and so i drag my feet, walk backwards, and try to find something to do. i've held out for so long for something i like to do. but the fact of the matter is, what i like to do is absolutely nothing. and that doesn't pay so well. not many people get a chance to have a surefire career dropped in their laps. i did. and i'm squirming and worming away from it. for good reasons of course. but still. if you had a career that you could launch into right now, that would probably provide you security for the rest of your life, wouldn't that seem like a dream? a godsend? people fight and die and create progeny for a chance such as mine. and i'm here wondering how much jamba juice pays. in defense of jamba, there is nothing like a smoothie to flush away life-toxins.

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