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Not quite what it reads like. I'm actually talking about being self-judgemental. It hits me quite often that I appreciate what other people do for a living (even though they can irritate the crap out of me sometimes) :).
Take, for instance, the coffee guy. No, I don't care 2 shits for the title 'barista' and if you want that honor, get a degree for it. Piss off, I used to be one :) so yes, I can talk.
Back on track, the coffee guy is in his 50/60s and is quite serious. He tends the bar fairly well. I don't have any problem with this guy. Or his job. Or his title. I'm glad he's there. Because I want my coffee. He gives me the coffee. It's a terrific relationship.
And then there's me. I imagine myself going back to that or just having a parallel life where I'm serving coffee (or miscellaneous job). And I get fairly disgusted. I hate the idea of having a simple career. Somehow I got to this point of feeling like I'm entitled to more or that I'm supposed to be doing more. . . not quite sure the root of the feelings. I'm not even quite sure of the feelings themselves (don't be a grammar nazi). I believe this to be a normal or frequent feeling for most people but I may be wrong.
Finally, got moved in to my place this week. It's taken a lot out of me thanks to all the other stuff that's been going on. Hence, the comparing the life and feeling out of sorts. It kind of bothers me to have this mentality but maybe it's ok. I don't know. How about it D.S., what do you think?
Take, for instance, the coffee guy. No, I don't care 2 shits for the title 'barista' and if you want that honor, get a degree for it. Piss off, I used to be one :) so yes, I can talk.
Back on track, the coffee guy is in his 50/60s and is quite serious. He tends the bar fairly well. I don't have any problem with this guy. Or his job. Or his title. I'm glad he's there. Because I want my coffee. He gives me the coffee. It's a terrific relationship.
And then there's me. I imagine myself going back to that or just having a parallel life where I'm serving coffee (or miscellaneous job). And I get fairly disgusted. I hate the idea of having a simple career. Somehow I got to this point of feeling like I'm entitled to more or that I'm supposed to be doing more. . . not quite sure the root of the feelings. I'm not even quite sure of the feelings themselves (don't be a grammar nazi). I believe this to be a normal or frequent feeling for most people but I may be wrong.
Finally, got moved in to my place this week. It's taken a lot out of me thanks to all the other stuff that's been going on. Hence, the comparing the life and feeling out of sorts. It kind of bothers me to have this mentality but maybe it's ok. I don't know. How about it D.S., what do you think?
I'm glad that you got moved into your new place, I bet that's exciting, even though it was so draining. And (I know it's hard) but try not to compare your life to someone else's (says the girl who constantly does that) lol. But really, it just stresses you out more. The coffee barista may be going through some rough stuff, that you know nothing about, as well as vice versa. Ok, now I'm rambling, but anywho, I hope this kinda helps.
The Government in this Country believes we have nothing better to do with our lives only become Baristas. However, I can only keep my side of the Street clean. (Ca-moron and Osbourne can both go f**k themselves IMHO)
-Victorious 0:-)