Why is it that, while I've been busting my ass at work (to potentially avoid lay off or to at least get a decent year end review), the 5 minute break I take from spreadsheets and documentation to look at a pretty dresses online is the EXACT moment a manager walks by my desk?!
I feel like screaming, "I know you see me looking at clothes online, but look at my documentation! Look at all this work I've completed! I'm productive, I swear!"
YARG!
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Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
When I Grow Up
I had a funny conversation with some co-workers about what we wanted to be when we were little kids.
Did you ever think you'd end up where you are now as an adult?
In elementary school, I wanted to be a veterinarian. Didn't every little kid want to be one? I'm not quite sure why I wanted to be one considering I didn't really grow up with pets. This dream was crushed after...
... my first cat Snowball attacked me. My parents promptly gave Satan Snowball away. I only got to hang with Snowball for like a week.
... my mom gave away my first dog. She was a miniature schnauzer named Sweetiepie. My parents let me name her. Sweetiepie was great. She would dig under our backyard fence and terrorize my neighbor's evil dog. I like to think she was looking out for me. My mom, however, got tired of being the sole caretaker of my dog (I was 7, what do you expect?) so she gave her away. I think I'm still traumatized from that.
... my pet hamster, Teddy, bit me everytime I tried to pick him up.
I wasn't very good with animals. It was time to find a new profession.
In middle school, I updated my dream job to lawyer. Why? I found out that they made a lot of money (generally speaking). This quickly went away when I realized that I hated speaking in front of crowds (I was painfully shy). I wasn't aware that all lawyers weren't litigation lawyers.
In high school, I had no aspirations really. I spent the first half just hoping to not have to work. After taking a psychology course, I wanted to be a clinical psychologist and work in a mental hospital. I think a part of me would still enjoy that.
Then college came. I took a bunch of psych courses (I actually have a minor in psych) but after realizing how much I hated school... I knew I wouldn't pursue a PhD, therefore, I wouldn't be much use in the psych field. My dad encouraged me to go into IT instead. This was during the big internet boom so it made sense.
About a year before graduation, the internet bubble burst. I was lucky to even get a job!
And here I am. I wonder if my 7 year old self would look at me and say, "What the hell happened to you? This is NOTHING like you said you wanted to be."
Did you ever think you'd end up where you are now as an adult?
In elementary school, I wanted to be a veterinarian. Didn't every little kid want to be one? I'm not quite sure why I wanted to be one considering I didn't really grow up with pets. This dream was crushed after...
... my first cat Snowball attacked me. My parents promptly gave Satan Snowball away. I only got to hang with Snowball for like a week.
... my mom gave away my first dog. She was a miniature schnauzer named Sweetiepie. My parents let me name her. Sweetiepie was great. She would dig under our backyard fence and terrorize my neighbor's evil dog. I like to think she was looking out for me. My mom, however, got tired of being the sole caretaker of my dog (I was 7, what do you expect?) so she gave her away. I think I'm still traumatized from that.
... my pet hamster, Teddy, bit me everytime I tried to pick him up.
I wasn't very good with animals. It was time to find a new profession.
In middle school, I updated my dream job to lawyer. Why? I found out that they made a lot of money (generally speaking). This quickly went away when I realized that I hated speaking in front of crowds (I was painfully shy). I wasn't aware that all lawyers weren't litigation lawyers.
In high school, I had no aspirations really. I spent the first half just hoping to not have to work. After taking a psychology course, I wanted to be a clinical psychologist and work in a mental hospital. I think a part of me would still enjoy that.
Then college came. I took a bunch of psych courses (I actually have a minor in psych) but after realizing how much I hated school... I knew I wouldn't pursue a PhD, therefore, I wouldn't be much use in the psych field. My dad encouraged me to go into IT instead. This was during the big internet boom so it made sense.
About a year before graduation, the internet bubble burst. I was lucky to even get a job!
And here I am. I wonder if my 7 year old self would look at me and say, "What the hell happened to you? This is NOTHING like you said you wanted to be."
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