Musings
When I first thought about starting this blog I thought "for sure I can write every day. I'm supposed to love writing right?" Then I thought, "Sure I can post once a week, that'll be easy..." boy was I stupid.
I really have no excuse. I just didn't have the drive to sit down and write, and then I had to say goodbye to my partner who is going across the country for two months, to a place with no internet and little to no cell service so we can't even call to say goodnight on a regular basis. It's only been two days, and I miss him...even though we haven't been seeing each other regularly because I live on an island right now. But we had a really nice weekend together, we got to go to the Pride Parade, hang out with friends and all the good stuff you should do when you have to leave someone for a while.
I find it funny when I think about some of the people I miss in my life. Right now I miss a lot of people because I'm separated from them by a relatively large body of water. But the thing about those people is I know they will be there when I get back. The friends and family I left behind so I could get through this program and start doing what I think it is I want to be doing.
You know, I had a few other paragraphs written about the people I miss, but I just looked at it all and thought "this is bullshit." It is true that I miss people. But I'm just sad that I have to wait another five months before this program is over. I just want to start my life. But who knows whether that will happen sooner or later. I could be waiting years for a job. I want to move in with my partner, I want to get married and have kids, and be able to support them while also supporting a partner who isn't really sure what he wants. Granted some of those are longer term goals, but the first one isn't. However, to achieve this goal I have to make enough money to pay my half of rent, buy food, and have a hope for some savings for the future. To do this I need a job. Frankly I'm sick of being an over educated cashier. I wan't regular pay in a job I was trained for. Is that really too much to ask?
One of my managers at work today was talking about "Millennials" who expect everything to be handed to them and not have to work for it. I look around at my group of friends and think, "none of us slacked off and thought 'we are entitled to get a six figure salary straight out of school!'" We have worked our asses off to get where we are. Some of us aren't even there yet (Pointing right here). Sure, I will admit that I lived at home all through university rent free. My parents did pay for my degree, and sent me to study abroad for a semester. I know I am privileged. I know there are people, some of my friends even, who had to work wicked hard to pay for their schooling. Who never had a chance to go to school because they were living on their own at 18, or 16, or even 13. I acknowledge the fact that I have a degree that was essentially paid for by a credit union and the forest industry. But does this fact make my work any less credible? Are the struggles I went through any less than the ones the others went through. And what about that manager who was talking about those "Entitled Millennials." Does the fact that I do not have students loans hanging over my head make the statement that I assume I am entitled? No. I am entitled to my rights, my opinions, and my paycheque for services rendered. That is the sum total of my entitlement.
Well that was quite a ramble.
Hopefully it won't be quite as much time between posts.
Cheers
Sláinte
Skol
I really have no excuse. I just didn't have the drive to sit down and write, and then I had to say goodbye to my partner who is going across the country for two months, to a place with no internet and little to no cell service so we can't even call to say goodnight on a regular basis. It's only been two days, and I miss him...even though we haven't been seeing each other regularly because I live on an island right now. But we had a really nice weekend together, we got to go to the Pride Parade, hang out with friends and all the good stuff you should do when you have to leave someone for a while.
I find it funny when I think about some of the people I miss in my life. Right now I miss a lot of people because I'm separated from them by a relatively large body of water. But the thing about those people is I know they will be there when I get back. The friends and family I left behind so I could get through this program and start doing what I think it is I want to be doing.
You know, I had a few other paragraphs written about the people I miss, but I just looked at it all and thought "this is bullshit." It is true that I miss people. But I'm just sad that I have to wait another five months before this program is over. I just want to start my life. But who knows whether that will happen sooner or later. I could be waiting years for a job. I want to move in with my partner, I want to get married and have kids, and be able to support them while also supporting a partner who isn't really sure what he wants. Granted some of those are longer term goals, but the first one isn't. However, to achieve this goal I have to make enough money to pay my half of rent, buy food, and have a hope for some savings for the future. To do this I need a job. Frankly I'm sick of being an over educated cashier. I wan't regular pay in a job I was trained for. Is that really too much to ask?
One of my managers at work today was talking about "Millennials" who expect everything to be handed to them and not have to work for it. I look around at my group of friends and think, "none of us slacked off and thought 'we are entitled to get a six figure salary straight out of school!'" We have worked our asses off to get where we are. Some of us aren't even there yet (Pointing right here). Sure, I will admit that I lived at home all through university rent free. My parents did pay for my degree, and sent me to study abroad for a semester. I know I am privileged. I know there are people, some of my friends even, who had to work wicked hard to pay for their schooling. Who never had a chance to go to school because they were living on their own at 18, or 16, or even 13. I acknowledge the fact that I have a degree that was essentially paid for by a credit union and the forest industry. But does this fact make my work any less credible? Are the struggles I went through any less than the ones the others went through. And what about that manager who was talking about those "Entitled Millennials." Does the fact that I do not have students loans hanging over my head make the statement that I assume I am entitled? No. I am entitled to my rights, my opinions, and my paycheque for services rendered. That is the sum total of my entitlement.
Well that was quite a ramble.
Hopefully it won't be quite as much time between posts.
Cheers
Sláinte
Skol
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