Jobbing

How do you know what job is best for you? The prospect of settling into a specific job is something that starts haunting you at an early age. I remember as a young girl conversations me and my friends would have about the future. We all agreed about how much more free we would be. Free to drive a car wherever we wanted, to stay out past our curfews, to make our own decisions and to be forever known as an adult. We never discussed the downfall of what our maturity would bring us but agreed that we would never ever work in an office like our fathers. We, of course, had no idea that being an adult just meant having more stress in our lives and that sometimes you don't have a choice. And why is that? Why do I have to go back to school to pursue a subject I'm not sure I'm even passionate about? Why must I endure the humiliating experience of being an intern in order to make my way to the top? The easy and most obvious answer is money. We all need money, no matter what our backgrounds are, in order to make it in this world. Unless you're some Paris Hilton/Lauren Conrad type, there's no way you're going to get away with spending your parents hard earned money for the rest of your life.

I admit that money makes me happier. It allows me to do things I am most passionate about like painting, reading and watching movies. And, to be honest, it contributes to my recreational drinking and occasional pot-smoking. Both of which (usually) make me happy. What doesn't make me happy though is sitting in a cubicle from nine to five and waiting for some higher-upper to tell me to mail ten packages. I know it takes time to get to the job you want but I haven't noticed any of my "colleagues" jumping for joy at the tasks they have to complete. If anything, they seem more stressed and even more thankful for when the weekend arrives (in all respect, they've probably worked a little harder, but still)

I've been wracking my brains trying to think of something else I can do that revolves around my skills but fail to come up with anything. My perfect job would include being paid lots of money, doing exciting and interesting work, and working with cool, funny people. Does this job exist or am I doomed to drink bad office coffee for the rest of my life?

On a side note, I am enjoying my internship but was honestly expecting a lot more. My initial excitement upon hearing I got the internship has (so far) not been duplicated. Ve vill see, hmm..