megoth

My dad makes me feel so bad about things sometimes. I was talking to him about my job today which pays me minimum wage. I had told him that my boss had told me I was doing a really good job and definately making the cut. And my dad asked me "There's a cut when they only pay you 6.50 an hour?" and so I told him that I didn't do it for the money to which he replied "Well, you better change that mindset if we're paying 130,000 for you to go to college.

I understand that its stupid to go to an expensive college when you're not going to have a good-paying job. It doesn't add up... But, there's also the idea of working up in the world is there not? I mean, I started at my other job at 7 dollars. Wooo! 50 cents more than the paintball place! Big fucking deal. And now I'm a manager and I get paid a lot more... It just frustrates me that all he can think about is money when it comes to a career. What happened to loving your job? We all die anyway. What is life if we can't be happy?

I have every intention of having a well-paying career but if it comes down to doing something I love and doing something I don't for more money... I'm going to pick the job I love everytime. I don't gauge my happiness by the money I make. I want to go to work everyday and like what I do.... Bringing home a nice paycheck every week but having to force myself to go to work everyday.... That will never be me. If it is then fucking shoot me.