I am legitimately jealous of people who manage to work a job doing something they actually like. They seem so much better off? My dad is one of those - he’ll retire and come back for fun.
I’m finally in a position that I can say “I don’t hate,” pays well, and I get a pension but holy shit I still occasionally get the “Monday blues.”
When someone asks me what I do, I list hobbies. I’m not my job.
I am legitimately jealous of people who manage to work a job doing something they actually like. They seem so much better off? My dad is one of those - he’ll retire and come back for fun.
I’m finally in a position that I can say “I don’t hate,” pays well, and I get a pension but holy shit I still occasionally get the “Monday blues.”
The second that I can retire, I’m fucking OUT.