soon, hopefully...
the nth time it dawned on me that i am a grown-up who is expected to make grown up decisions almost made me cry. in fact i had to sniffle a few times when that thought hit home a little harder than usual.
i have always thought that this job would bring me nowhere. that it was temporary - a transition phase from college and then on to a bohemian rhapsody of travel, writing, meditating and making a difference in the world.
almost two years later, i am still here doing the same thing that is expected of me every single day. sure, there are days when i slack off, abuse my acw, auxes and hold time and just try to avoid as much of the queue as possible. there are days when i want to yank my hair off and foam at the mouth if i had to listen to yet another impossibly silly story. days when i just get so sick and tired of it all that my eyes glaze over until i get an uncontrollable urge to smash the avaya against my PC. i whine on and on about how horrid and dull and old my work has become, but at the back of my mind i've always known exactly where i wanted to be and how i was going to get there.
i am currently taking baby steps towards that goal. the past three weeks have been tough. i've had to make (now this will sound a little too dramatic, but here it goes) life altering decisions, i needed to grow up a little bit more, but i've somehow managed. i am learning new things and the world is once again a dear and exciting place to live in. everthing is finally falling into place and with little more hard work and God's help I know I'll get there.
i have always thought that this job would bring me nowhere. that it was temporary - a transition phase from college and then on to a bohemian rhapsody of travel, writing, meditating and making a difference in the world.
almost two years later, i am still here doing the same thing that is expected of me every single day. sure, there are days when i slack off, abuse my acw, auxes and hold time and just try to avoid as much of the queue as possible. there are days when i want to yank my hair off and foam at the mouth if i had to listen to yet another impossibly silly story. days when i just get so sick and tired of it all that my eyes glaze over until i get an uncontrollable urge to smash the avaya against my PC. i whine on and on about how horrid and dull and old my work has become, but at the back of my mind i've always known exactly where i wanted to be and how i was going to get there.
i am currently taking baby steps towards that goal. the past three weeks have been tough. i've had to make (now this will sound a little too dramatic, but here it goes) life altering decisions, i needed to grow up a little bit more, but i've somehow managed. i am learning new things and the world is once again a dear and exciting place to live in. everthing is finally falling into place and with little more hard work and God's help I know I'll get there.
