sometimes you just gotta stop and say 'wuh?'
In other news, I've no idea what it is I'm supposed to be doing with my life. Be a good father, sure. Be a good husband and son.
But also I think somewhere I'm also supposed to be happy, and have a personal purpose beyond familial duty.
I'm good at what I do (when I'm allowed to do it); contrary to what you might believe from reading this blog, I'm a good writer and can translate that into marketable copy. I know retail intimately, and customer service, and actually enjoy retail and customer service when I am allowed the latitude to make it work the way it's supposed to.
That's really enough for me, from a professional aspect. I just hate it that my talent and experience is constantly second-guessed and belittled, and when I turn out to be right, the Powers That Be conveniently forget the fact that I told them so.
So anyway, yeah. Wuh?
An adventure is, by nature, a thing that comes to us. It is a thing that chooses us, not a thing that we choose. ~G.K. Chesterton
3 comments:
I'm sure you're good as a writer from your line, You don't want to know about me. No, you really don't. And the poem you wrote. But a blog's not a place to moan about work. Good luck. And glad to see the pink tyranny's over!
Well, having a fantastic career and going home to an empty house may not be any better...
Take it easy and go nuzzle Mrs and Baby Mercer...
Yeap, if you are good in what you do, you don't have to ponder about all these because time will tell what calibre are you, and it will prove yourself to others.
But what if you are someone like me, a good-for-nothing who smoked my way into a good job? Wah it stresses me out just to try to out-perform my (non-existant) talents sometimes.
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