Jan 02, 2008 23:28
I'm busy most days recently, and I don't think I'd have it any other way. I might complain about working so much, but I wouldn't be happy otherwise. On my days off , no matter how many, I usually just sit around and play video games or surf the net. I need something to define me, give me targets to shoot for, give me meaning to my days. It might seem ridiculous, but even waiting tables can be meaningful.
I enjoy working hard. It's odd. I like being pushed to the limit and succeeding. Even the stress of the position can be addicting. I don't do nearly as good a job waiting tables as I do when I have a full section and everyone needs everything at once compared to one table that isn't needy. I make more mistakes sometimes when I have too much time.
There are other jobs out there, and someday I'll work those and put my all into them. I can't understand not wanting to do a good job at something or not wanting to take pride in what I do. I might groan more when I am tired, or the day has been long, but if anything I try even harder to not cut corners or "just get by" on my work.
New Years Resolution Status:
so far so good on posting to Live Journal
waiting for an opportunity to be a good roommate.
haven't exercised yet, other than carrying heavy plates all day and walking around constantly
getting closer to being true.
-Kevin Dougherty
P.S. Hello Robin!