today, for (approximately) the third time in my life, my mind became very preoccupied with the fact that i might, just might, be a service-industry lifer. this thought process followed a quite positive, yet very ambiguous, conversation i had with the gm of zoe. i don't think it's necessary to go into the many emotions running behind this prospect beyond the fact that a) it frustrates me to no end that i've yet to come up with any idea that puts my 30+ year-loan-repayment-college-education to any significant use and b) going through life with absolutely no inclination towards any specific dream or goal makes me feel a little worthless at times. ok, ok....i've started the endlessly circular conversation...simply put, i have felt - for a long time - that the money and time i put into college was completely not worth it. and don't give me the bullshit "life experience" conversation: the $8,000 spent on three crappy weeks in london would have been better enjoyed and more educational if i'd targeted that money towards a self-directed summer in italy where i would actually learn and remember the damn language. AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!
paying off student loans until 2025 a talented waitress it does not make. nor does it make an editor. a book agent. a zookeeper. a psychologist.
nor a good speller.
*this is horse shit*
bear with me on this one.
my.Self
- bslug
- Seattle, Wa
- if this was a singles ad (and i was single).... SWF enjoys dogs, wine, sriracha, conversations about these three things, and conversations while enjoying these three things.
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