One More Mommy

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Tuesday, May 02, 2006

What People Think of Me

Possibly one of the odder moments in my career was the day I was happily surfing the internet at my previous place of employment and my bosses (the guy directly above me and then the guy above him) called me for some information.

They wanted to know the definition of a word, not anything work related, just an average word (I really wish I could remember the word - see! I should have kept a blog then!). This was a job I chose to leave because the WORK, see, the WORK sucked. But the people were good and they thought highly of me, high enough that they expected I would just know word definitions.

For the record, I just looked it up on and read the definition from there. Also, I told them that's what I did, because Jaysus Christ don't go interrupting my random web surfing with DEFINITIONS, look them up yourself.

So, my words of wisdom are, if you like the people and they like you, suck it up, it'll get better. I was dumb and left for this craphole of a job, where not only do I not like the management people, I don't like the work. I was 1/2 and moved to 0/2. Brilliant!

When I think about what I want to beeeeeee when I grow uuuuup, you know, post staying home or during staying home or who the hell knows because life is not consistent enough to be able to pinpoint that "I will stay home for five years at which point Esposo will be making seventygerbillion dollars a year in a job he finds personally and professionally rewarding and then I will (insert idea for personally, professionally, and socially rewarding career here. Also, world changing. And possibly involving a tiara.)"

Uh, yeah, my old bosses thought I was, you know, like, sorta GOOD with language skillz. Um.

The problem overall is that I think I am a bit of a misanthrope (which defines as "someone who dislikes people in general") in that I don't like to do what other people want. Like this whole fitting in a corporate structure thing. I never cared what people thought, as long as they didn't get in my face about it. I don't want to have any confrontations about what you think vs what I think, because in particular I don't want to try to convince you to my way of thinking. That's annoying. Let me do what I want.

So, I have been thinking that I might just be suited to owning some sort of business which I could run all aspects of. I would be totally bought into it because it would be MY business. The problem is, I 1) don't want to do anything with food, 2) don't want to sell anything in a non-store way, and 3) have few ideas.

The only thing I've come up with is that I might like home inspection. Except if they make me crawl under a bug infested home or there are nasty bugs in the attics or something. Ew.


Blogger RubyB said...

sadly.. i probably have the email somewhere that details the word you looked up...

crap... that's what i should blog.. the story of the four.. you know, when there were stories. hmmm.. summer project?

11:39 AM  
Blogger The Dow said...

You're a misanthrope too? See, we're a perfect couple.

7:55 AM  

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