yessaidyes wrote:Warning: I just realized that this is really long, but I’m gonna post it anyways.
Thank you yessaidyes
. Your education has obviously served you well, as you succinctly and and comprehensively encapsulated the existential angst experienced by so many educated and qualified professionals. How's that for some $20 words. I like to tell people that I graduated with a bachelors degree in art and that prepared me very well for a career, in the restaurant business. There was a time when a well rounded education was a means unto itself, rather than a means to an end. Today, sadly, many people go to school only to get that "real" job, only to find out that what they once considered to be "real" is only a fabrication of someone else's preconceived notion of what a successful life is supposed to be. There is no "one size fits all" when it comes to living your life. For some it may be that "real" job, and a "real" family, and a "really" big mortgage. For others, it may be doing what you love, where you love to be, with whom you love and raising a "really" good family, or not for that matter. I had a "real" job once and I only lasted two years. I quit because I "really" hated my boss, and the moral and ethical compromises that I had to make in order to succeed in said job. I may not break any banks, but I know what makes me happy, and selling out my integrity for temporary status isn't it.
When I tell people that I like to travel around the country to see The Greatest Rock Band On The Planet
, they sometimes look at me like I'm up in the night, because that doesn't quite fit their narrow perception of what it means to be a success. To many, success means driving a brand new car, being in debt up to your eyeballs, with a country club membership and a high stress job that sends their blood pressure through the roof. Thanks, but I'll pass. Don't bother looking for me schmoozing on the golf course, but there's a pretty good chance you'll see me at any Rock Show within 500 miles of my humble home.
I for one, am so grateful to the Drive-By Truckers
for the joy and fine friendships that they have brought into my life over the last six years. This Fucking Job
is just another fine example of why my passion for this band, and it's music is so strong.
Oh and by the way, there is no shame for being able to write a well crafted, complete sentence, no matter what your job.