The biggest suffering in the world is having the job that you don’t like. Don’t compare that situation with any heart-broken cases, because it is a completely different boat. But what if you have a job that you actually like and you are well paid, but turn out that the job is soo amazingly boring and you are surrounded by geek personalities? You still complain, too. Maybe the best jobs in the world are being an entrepreneur or a freelancer. The latter means, you don’t have to stick eight super boring hours per day in one rotten office which doesn’t even have an adequate sit toilet and cited just in front of dingy pet shop. And it sounds so noisy too, with their constant painful roar as if they are slaughtered or something. Or maybe they are. God, what a perfect combination. A tortured soul across slaughtery place. How can I not feel stressed out? Let’s see:
1. I eat breakfast at 7.30 and I have to wait for 12 o’clock, which means that I have to allow myself empty-stomached for nearly 5 hours. It is not normal for me, and I feel terrible dizzy and queasy – not to mention super sleepy while I have to pretend that I am typing something. In fact, I have nothing to do so I check my fs like about 10 times, fill out movie quizzes so now I know even though I have been a movie reviewers for 4 years but I don’t know the fact that John Ford once said ‘I make Westerns’.
2.I have to ask permission every time I go downstairs, otherwise a strange super skinny man with a body of a rack for drying clothes with the combination of his 80’s baggy pants and 70’s hem would feel it as violation of rules. He deserves a position as headmaster of vocational and isolated school, because he has amazingly unattractive look combined with bad personality and an absolute fashion disgrace.
3.Nobody’s cute here. This should go as number one point.
Yeah I know God, I have to be grateful. But right now, I am facing super critical intersection that about to change my life forever. The one path may offer me financial establishment but I have no life, no community, and may end as a female frog in a coconut shell. The other highly probably provide me a good CV resume, but they offer me no money a.k.a. I have to be ready with a slight chance of ending up as 29 year old woman who is financially broke. Why do I even still consider about the latter choice even though it has only one good point? Because it is actually my dream, and I don’t want to look back in anger someday for not taking that path and prefer to stay in my comfort zone. So which one I choose? I don’t know. Which one is better, living with regret of financially broke? Paulo Coelho once said, “Waiting hurts. Forgetting hurts. But not knowing which decision to take is the worst of suffering.” Indeed.
