New job is going well, although I am liking it, there is a constant reminder of the daily rat race people (including me now) fall into.
people are sad on Mondays...people are happy on Fridays, weekends fly by; same shit week in week out
I thought all was going how its supposed to, I have a job I am proud of and make Ok money doing it... then BOOM the "rat race" term falls into my lap!
Call it the rat race, call it the ants marching, call it whatever you want it just makes me sad people have to live like this.
I know we have to go to work, make money and pay the bills... etc, but DAM how did I get involved?
Don’t get me wrong I am happy where I am, but if I ever find a money tree the bills are paid and I’m out on a little dive vacation with the greatest girl I know!
If I don’t find a money tree:
Dive vacation is how we(she doesn’t know it yet) plan on spending my time away from the rat race (whenever that may be) I will use my 2-3 whole weeks to get away from this planet and spend some time chasing turtles, finding nemo, and dodging sharks.
I have a friend who only gets 8 days of holidays per year; Due to his job, he really can’t take too much time away. 8 days a year! Are you F’n kidding me?!?!?! He recently took his 8 days to attend a family function, it was a great time, however thats it thats all till 2012!
If I was him, I would polish up the resume!
Anyhow, thats all thats going through my mind these days...keeping ahead of the rats and getting wet!