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I'm not entirely sure why this is, but I have been having the hardest time do anything at the office. This past week I feel like I have done nothing. The same to-do list has been sitting in front of me for three days now. Possibly, this has to do with up and coming business ventures I'm planning for. I don't know. I remember when I was waiting tables and bar tending in college and I would see people walk in for lunch in business suits and day planners. I would watch them as I'd wipe grease from my face and tell myself that as soon as I finished college I would have a job in which I would be going out to lunch...in a suit...with a day planner. And here I am with all those things...sitting in my office writing a live journal.
It makes me nervous that I’m bored because I have only bought this business two years ago, actually it'll be two years in January. If I get tired of things that quickly I'm a little worried about the rest of my life. I was reading through some of my journals a few days ago and found old entries during my senior year in college. Sadly, I must have been feeling the same way I do now because the only difference between what I write about these days and then is my handwriting. (My penmanship has changed over the years for some reason.)
So these entries pretty much just reiterate how bored I was in college that last year and how the thought of bartending through my masters was unfathomable. I wrote about how I didn't care what I was doing as long as I had an office and didn't have to kick out drunk assholes when they grabbed my ass or made some lewd comment about my boobies. (Remember this was pre surgery...now I’m begging for comments on my boobies...and ass grabbing really, work on that McKay) Luckily, going to Baghdad changed my life drastically so I was able to buy this company instead of waiting tables. But now I’m still feeling stifled.
I feel pretty happy most days and usually manage to at least trick someone else into doing my work if I don't want to do it. I just sometimes think that if I didn't own this place, I would have quit a while ago. I guess I feel like there are other areas that I would be better suited for...like drinking or smoking. I'm good at those things.
It makes me nervous that I’m bored because I have only bought this business two years ago, actually it'll be two years in January. If I get tired of things that quickly I'm a little worried about the rest of my life. I was reading through some of my journals a few days ago and found old entries during my senior year in college. Sadly, I must have been feeling the same way I do now because the only difference between what I write about these days and then is my handwriting. (My penmanship has changed over the years for some reason.)
So these entries pretty much just reiterate how bored I was in college that last year and how the thought of bartending through my masters was unfathomable. I wrote about how I didn't care what I was doing as long as I had an office and didn't have to kick out drunk assholes when they grabbed my ass or made some lewd comment about my boobies. (Remember this was pre surgery...now I’m begging for comments on my boobies...and ass grabbing really, work on that McKay) Luckily, going to Baghdad changed my life drastically so I was able to buy this company instead of waiting tables. But now I’m still feeling stifled.
I feel pretty happy most days and usually manage to at least trick someone else into doing my work if I don't want to do it. I just sometimes think that if I didn't own this place, I would have quit a while ago. I guess I feel like there are other areas that I would be better suited for...like drinking or smoking. I'm good at those things.