my wonder

Anything that is not an elephant is irrelephant. You'll find here little stories about my life. I've been through brain damage and back, and I think what I've learned in between is useful in daily life.
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My advice to you about work…

It’s work.

It’s not supposed to be fun, or even slightly enjoyable. If you’ve found a job you love, congrats, hold on to it, and appreciate it for everything it is.

For those of you who have awful micromanaging supervisors, condescending bosses, and associates who treat you like you’re still in high school… take a deep breath and keep pushing through your day. You get paid to be there. It’s all apart of the job duties. When you get dressed in the morning, tell yourself that your crappy boss’s attitude is just a part of the uniform, while you’re wearing you’re button down shirt and pencil skirt, you have to deal with the insecurities of not being good enough, because that’s how they make you feel, not because you actually aren’t good enough. It’s all part of the job. When you get home and strip off your clothes, strip away all the painful remarks, all the distant looks and all the irritants of your day job and try your best to remember that it’s just a job.

Be who you are. Be who you want to be. Don’t let work get you down. Make your money and keep working for something better.

I’m not worried about the fact that now that I have graduated with my bachelors I’m $70,000 in debt. I’m not worried about making the payments for the next thirty years or being broke for the first ten years or so of it, I’m not.

I’m just stressed about the fact that I have to. The education system in this country is so fucked up. Pardon my language, but seriously. A person in today’s society is NOTHING in the work environment without at least a bachelors, and yet they make it practically impossible to afford getting one. And then society expects all us graduates to go out and buy a HOUSE!? Especially in today’s society… HA HA HA. Between my boyfriend and I we’ll be almost $175,000 in debt at the time we’d get married if he’s the one I marry. Ha ha ha and society expects us to buy a house. Hilarious.