Stabilty Comes at a Price

By: Caroline C. (View Profile)

I am sitting here at my work desk, absolutely bored out of my mind, thinking about how much I have changed in the past few years. I am twenty-four-years old, and for the first time in my life I have held a job for more than a year. It is not that I have been unemployed a lot, just employed by a lot of different companies. And by a lot I mean more than I can count on my fingers and toes as well as your fingers and toes. 

Now keep in mind, my first job came at age twelve. Care to take a guess what it was? Newspaper delivery. That sucked. Waking up at four in the morning in New York’s blistering cold, trudging around in the yellow snow and slipping on the ice patches, delivering the latest most up to date accounts of crime in our city—not a favorite past time of mine. At all. My least favorite part of the morning was having to climb up a hill that at the time I thought was Mt. Everest’s close relative, for one delivery, only to fall on my ass trying to get back down the hill. Let’s just say that house did not get their paper on a daily basis. And wasting my perfectly free Saturday to collect the money for the delivery? Whose friken idea was that? I was cursed at, chased, and had doors slammed in my face every Saturday when I could have been stalking the neighborhood hottie from my bedroom window. But I am sure it had nothing to do with the service I was providing …

I think that the experience of that job cursed many of the opportunities that came after it. I always had an excuse. Either the boss was an idiot, the other people that worked there were idiots, or the customer’s thought they were always right when clearly I was the one who was right—hence they were idiots too … none of which I wanted to deal with. I guess now, looking back, me not wanting to deal with idiots was my problem. Man I was naive! Now that I am older and have meet more idiots than I thought existed, I have come to realize that they are everywhere you go, there is absolutely no reprieve from those challenged the common sense department. I might as well stop my search for the idiot free zone that apparently does not exist.

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