Today I realized I inherited one of my father's many awful quirks.
He hates not being the boss.
I never had a problem with being the boss until about a year ago. My job was in jeopardy, and I got used to the idea that I might be out of work for awhile.
As panicky as that was, it was also sort of liberating.
Now, before I go any further, let me say that I am well-aware of the economic situation many unemployed people face, and how many people would love to have my job.
I'm not complaining about the job itself, but the type of job it is; mainly the fact that I think I'm a person whose much better suited to either being independently employed or in a position where I can do my own thing and only have to check in with someone from time to time.
I know what you're all going to say--Great Kev, while you're at it, why don't you shop for houses in Paradise?
Still this is my rant, so feel free to stop reading, but otherwise, get onboard the bitch train with me and we can have a little party.
I find myself with lots of friends who seemed to have landed cushy jobs despite the economy. Granted, part of that is the fact that they weren't afraid to brave the land of unemployment in the hopes of landing aforementioned cushy job.
I just wish I could work with the arts, arts administration, something like that. But another part of me realizes that pretty soon the axe is going to be dropping left and right, and as of now, I have a union job. That doesn't mean I'm invincible. It just means I feel a little more secure in my job than I would if I were in my dream job but clicking on cnn.com everyday and seeing the word "budget cuts" over and over again.
I guess the reason I'm writing this is to wonder out loud--Have we passed the time where it's still okay to play the field a bit when it comes to finding a job? Is it a bad idea to take risks on a job you could love knowing how shaky everything is?
Have I officially built my house on Revolutionary Road?
What do you think?
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