Pssh with the working.
Jun. 7th, 2002 11:02 amI'm at home again today, still in my guilt ridden self imposed exile from the company I'm beginning to intensely dislike.
(Read: Dad didn't need me again. He gave me the option to go to the office or stay here.)
I haven't gone to work since I got back from NY. Dad keeps trying to lay a guilt trip on me- "Hey, at least ONE of us did some work today," that sort of thing. I feel bad about it yet here I am at home.
The thing is, I don't like phones. Never have, never will. It's all too technical for me, and even though I'm good at it, I don't want to do it for the rest of my life. And I have absolutely no idea how to do the paperwork he wants me to do. WHAT PAPERWORK??? The only thing I can think of doing is sticking invoices in one file and receipts in another.
I want to do something with writing, or art, or performing, things that I'm good at. Or go back to working in the chocolate factory- I've never had such a fun job in my whole life.
Speaking of which, I was thinking of taking some classes in chocolate at the CIA.
The Hanlys said I might be able to move down there with them if I get a plan put together about what I want to do. That's what's penciled in for today, I guess. Wish me luck, peeps.
(Read: Dad didn't need me again. He gave me the option to go to the office or stay here.)
I haven't gone to work since I got back from NY. Dad keeps trying to lay a guilt trip on me- "Hey, at least ONE of us did some work today," that sort of thing. I feel bad about it yet here I am at home.
The thing is, I don't like phones. Never have, never will. It's all too technical for me, and even though I'm good at it, I don't want to do it for the rest of my life. And I have absolutely no idea how to do the paperwork he wants me to do. WHAT PAPERWORK??? The only thing I can think of doing is sticking invoices in one file and receipts in another.
I want to do something with writing, or art, or performing, things that I'm good at. Or go back to working in the chocolate factory- I've never had such a fun job in my whole life.
Speaking of which, I was thinking of taking some classes in chocolate at the CIA.
The Hanlys said I might be able to move down there with them if I get a plan put together about what I want to do. That's what's penciled in for today, I guess. Wish me luck, peeps.