I don’t know why I always thought it would be awesome to have a cubicle. I remember the progression to this level and the various exciting moments of my career life- I’ve got my own computer! My own phone line! A business card! A desk! And now… a cubicle! With 2 of my very own windows!
Yet, my magical cubicle is somehow not fulfilling me. How can it be so? I’ve got a plant, dammit!
It has become clear to me after 6 years of major-switching followed by 4 years of career-switching that I need some serious direction. My current job is definitely not what I want to do with my life. The pay is decent, the boss is the best I could hope for, and the coworkers are good. It’s just not for me.
I’m hoping to find “my calling” by taking a class through a local education emporium (for lack of a better term). Supposedly, for 150 bucks and 9 hours of my life, the class will guide me towards the right career.
I really hope I don’t have to be a coal miner or a grave digger.
