If
work experience at an office has taught me one thing, it’s taught me how much I
DON’T want to work at an office. Yack.
What could possibly be better than sitting cooped up inside a bleak
office staring intently at a computer screen for 9 hours a day? Everything.
As
I sat trawling through web pages I couldn’t help but wonder who actually does desire
to dedicate such a large proportion of their life into their work? Not even the
hefty pay cheque tempts me…not one bit.
It
makes me sad that people devote their whole life to their job, putting it aside
both their health and their family, and all in the name of money.
I’ve
always been one to disagree with the overused quote ‘money can’t buy you
happiness’ but I’m coming to realise that it’s actually not all that wrong.
Who
cares if you’re earning mega bucks, yet you are working 6am-10pm in an office?
Who cares if you can afford a matte black range rover if you have no time to
drive it?
Despite
it being a bit of a drag, this past week has taught me that all experience is
good experience. That’s one other occupation crossed off the list of potential
things to fulfil my life with.
Although
the uncertainty of what direction I am heading in life is a little
disconcerting, it’s also a little exhilarating.
The world is your oyster.
I
suppose what I’m trying to say is that life is worth so much more than looming
deadlines and high blood pressure tablets. There are so many things to do and
so many things to see. Routines are tiresome and manage to make life feel like
a chore at times but we really should take some time out to just look at the
world and our life and think ‘Damn, this life is pretty sweet.’
Rant
over.
