Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Going Respectable

Three jobs. I have three part-time jobs right now and the thing is, that is the way I aim to keep it.

There is the once in a while, when I think of maybe going respectable. Of finding a single full-time job more closely matching my educational credentials. A job that has health care and dental and a matching 401k plan. A job that would impress somebody, anybody, in case I ever find anybody who I want to impress and who is of a type impressed by that sort of thing.

Actually, who am I kidding? Almost everybody is impressed by that sort of thing.

I can see it all now: I could get myself one of those impressive jobs you always read about. The kind I see on the television. The kind my grandmother is always sending me job ads for.  Then I’d sit in my highrise corner office with my name on the door and some impressive title that the company invented just for me.  

I’d work fourteen-hour days and I’d have a beach house and my blog would be filled with pictures from my annual vacations to places like Paris and Rome and some city in Thailand. I would change the name of this blog to something like “The Good Life,”  but I would almost never post here, what with my fourteen-hour work days and early onset carpal tunnel syndrome and all.

Yeah, there is the once in a while, when I think of maybe going respectable, but then there is the rest of the time. And the rest of the time? I think I’m living just about right.

Tomorrow, I am going to tell you a story, and the story will show you what I mean.

And if I don’t get around to writing the story tomorrow, try and remember that I am juggling three part-time jobs at the moment. 
After I go rich & respectable, I will kiteboard
with naked models upon my back!

20 comments:

  1. Being respectable is so overrated...

    http://youtu.be/6a4eZNwJ85M

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    1. Respectable IS overrated. I'm not sure the people likely to be impressed by respectability aren't the type who are just going to talk about me behind my back anyway.

      So let's call the whole thing off.

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  2. Three part time jobs!?! That's pretty respectable. How do you juggle all of those? How do the schedules not conflict? Who are these people impressed by a 401K? I've had "respectable" jobs with my name on the door and I was miserable. Now I make considerably less money in an entry level job and I love it. It's all a matter of respecting yourself and not seeking respect for a vocation or paycheck.

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    1. None of them are more than 20 hours a week, and they are all within a couple blocks of each other.

      The snack shop thing is just for one 11-hour day per week so that the owner has a day off.

      I made my choice in life and I think I've mad the right one. But you DO still think about the other paths you could have chosen...

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  3. My cheesy job at the Beer Mine pays my bills...It's mainly just the Owner and myself, we cut up all day, and every other minute of my days, I write. What's not to like? Happy tri-job career to you Katy.

    --Matt-Man

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    1. That sounds like a great way to live, Matt! Beer place for work, then writing for fun? How can you beat THAT?

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  4. My mother is way more interested in me being respectable than I am. Must be bragging rights at the old folks home. There is honor in all honest work. Even so working 3 jobs. You chose well.

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    1. It's way easier to say, "Go be a CPA!" than it is to go and have to actually work as a CPA.

      Just like it's easier to tell someone else to cut out the Friday night hookers and cocaine than it is to actually cut out the Friday night hookers and cocaine.

      Wait... I have no personal knowledge of what your mom does on Friday night. I'm just saying...

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    2. At 91 her vices are wheel of Fortune and hits of the nasal spray she is addicted to. She wants me to be a "wheel" in my company. I enjoy my free time to make myself a slave to the man. For the record having a bunch of letters after your name really didn't translate into big dollars. It did exponentially increase the quantity and size of flaming bags of dog poop that land on my desk.

      Keep the 3 jobs. Screw the corner office

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    3. "Keep the 3 jobs. Screw the corner office."

      Fantastic advice, succinctly put!

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  5. I actually found this post pretty respectable. I wonder how tomorrow (or maybe not tomorrow)'s post will affect my respected view on you.

    Actually, I'm pretty special. You've already got respect here, maybe you should just NOT post that post.

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    1. I don't think I ever want a respectable job. Tyler Durden taught me that.

      Having your respect is just a bonus.

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  6. I'm really struggling with this right now. But you are one very respectable woman.

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    1. Haha... I am going to tell you the truth: I don't think I am ever going to have a respectable 8-to-5 job and a house in the suburbs and all that stuff I hear people are supposed to want.

      There's too much cool stuff to do and too little time for me to waste it all trying to be Gordon Gecko or something.

      I still haven't even sold a painting or written a play!

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  7. I had a "respectable" job in IT once upon a time ago, with health insurance, and dental, and a 401k.

    You know... the health insurance I paid $150 a month for and never used once because I haven't been sick since I was 12. And the dental I never used because my teeth never had any issues. And the 401k that I sunk money into every single month, and yet it still seemed to remain at the same balance (or lower!) because of "the economy."

    Now I'm just an unrespectable writer. I have no health insurance, and no dental, but I miraculously have retained all limbs and teeth. And I emptied that 401k into a CD, which makes a few dollars here or there. And none of those dollars are negative!

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    1. That's pretty much how I roll, too. There are just MOMENTS - once every few years - when I go into panic mode, worried about whether I should be doing things a different way.

      It will pass!

      Makes me regret having ever gotten that damn Social Security number...

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  8. I haven't had a respectable job for years, and I've never been happier. The thought of future riches that include kite boarding with nude models on my back kinda makes me want to update my resume though.

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    1. Congrats!

      Sometimes I think maybe I shouldn't be happy living how I live. It doesn't make any sense. But I am...

      There are trade-offs for everything, I think, and some trade-offs just ain't worth it. I have all sorts of interesting and bizarre stuff I want to do.

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  9. That gal in the photo is anorexic.

    Just sayin.....

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    1. If you're going to have a woman hanging on your back as you kiteboard, you're probably going to be limited in how big a gal she can be.

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