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For some reason I just got really sad because I realized that my job will probably not allow me to have more than one day home for Christmas. I feel like I'm being punished for having a real job. I like the money and the stability but I hate that I never got to go on a roadtrip after graduating or that I can never visit my friends at other colleges. I haven't seen Mozhdeh since Spring Break and she's going to grad school in the fall in California or New York. I am in Texas. If I can't find time to visit her when we're in the same state, when will I be able to visit her on either coast?
This is not the job I want. I've been here for 3 months and I like the people I work with but I dread showing apartments and I hate being by myself. I constantly feel like I'm being interrupted from doing real work because if someone comes in looking for an apartment, I'm obligated to stop what I'm doing and take them outside into the Texas heat and sweat it out in a vacant unit. I'm tired of selling faux granite counter tops and garden tubs. I'm tired of built in wine racks over the fridge and full size washer dryer connections. Help help help.
This is not the job I want. I've been here for 3 months and I like the people I work with but I dread showing apartments and I hate being by myself. I constantly feel like I'm being interrupted from doing real work because if someone comes in looking for an apartment, I'm obligated to stop what I'm doing and take them outside into the Texas heat and sweat it out in a vacant unit. I'm tired of selling faux granite counter tops and garden tubs. I'm tired of built in wine racks over the fridge and full size washer dryer connections. Help help help.