What'cha Gonna Do With You Life, Boy?

Sep 11, 2007 14:58

So my new job pretty much sucks. I mean that in the best possible way, considering I like the Turks that employ me, but hate the (what I am assumings is) Turkish way of getting things done. I work 10 hour days on Wednesdays and I don't get lunch breaks. I do get to eat, however, but it is in the back room and I am expected to eat as fast as humanly possible and then get back to work, or else stop what I am doing entirely and do whatever they ask of me. In a lot of ways, it reminds me of City Drug. Which was also run by foreigners (which I think is odd because a lot of foreigners think all Americans do nothing but work. I guess that means that when you are from somewhere else and become an American you become even MORE in that you try to work your (and everyone around you's) ass off at all times. In the past week, I have been running errands off the clock, picking up lunches and breakfasts and making ridiculous calls. I have also been returning to someone trying to tell me to do 10 other things as fast as possible and do it all well and in total compliance to the other things they are barking at me. In any event, I am exhausted.
Which lead me to think that maybe I should start looking into being a teacher. Apparently, I can't do that, either. Because the teaching program at CSU requires a very high GPA and the online teaching program at Regis requires knowledge of things that I never had to take as a history undergrad (macro-economics??). So I decided maybe teaching wasn't for me. Which I think I knew already. I don't want to put a ton of work and money into taking more classes so I can take the classes to get my teaching certificate. If I wanted to do that, I would go back for graduate school.
In any event, I think i am back to plan A which is being a travel agent. CSU just added an online program which can be done in 6 months. And I met a really nice travel agent (who got us a great deal on our honeymoon) who said she would hire me. And, since I decided not too long ago that that really would be my dream job, I'm pretty pleased with myself. It would be way better than sweeping hair for $8/hr 40 hours a week and being run ragged by some Turks who think I'm their bitch. And, it would really be something I enjoy.
Plan A. I like Plan A.
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