What do you do for a living? Are you happy? If there's anything you would change; or if you would have followed another path, what would it have been?
I own a landscape design/construction company, but it's getting boring and clients are always looking for something for nothing. I try to tell them you get what you pay for; you are paying for the knowledge that I bring and assurance of a top quality finished product, but it never registers. So I tell them to let 10 year old Johnny Numnuts from around the neighborhood do it, and call me to fix it when he fucks it up.
I think if I were to do it all over again I would have become an engineer, learned Italian and went to work for Ferrari and then someday take over the company and RULE THE AUTOMOTIVE WORLD! MMMUUUUAAAAAHHAAAHAHA!!! [img]/images/graemlins/laughing.gif[/img]
I'm a business owner - if I could do it again - probably would have liked to deal with the politicalness of hockey better - and went pro... Of course i would have played for the Norh Stars - 'and' went with them to the big D...
Some day - I'll have to break out the Madono and Ozzy pics from a party...
I'm a business owner - if I could do it again - probably would have liked to deal with the politicalness of hockey better - and went pro... Of course i would have played for the Norh Stars - 'and' went with them to the big D...
Some day - I'll have to break out the Madono and Ozzy pics from a party...
I work in the insurance business dealing with people like Lawboy.
What would I change?
I would have not gone into the Marines and chose college. I would have either ruled the World, started my own cult or become an artist. I tend to argue, hate large groups of people or people in general, manipulate people and love money. Oh yeah and I want to stop World Hunger.
I'm a young tech geek. I started as a tech geek back before .com ment anything. I am still a tech geek, although now I am in a sucking-the-life-out-of-me-managemnt possition within a company who can't seem to find it's ass nor it's elbow for that matter. I hate what I do, yet I am very good at it. I am always told how good I am at it, since I am the youngest person ever to hold my possition. I think part of it is that I carry myself well, and have a hardcore ethic to get the job done, no matter what.
I love cars. I love everything about them. I love to design and create things, none of which I get to do 9 hours out of my day (anymore).
Belive it or not, I was the happiest I have ever been at 15. I was the head go-kart mechanic for a local funpark. I started as an assistant, and within 6 months, ran the entire shop. I had 2 guys working for me, and free reign of all that I surveyed that was mechanical. I loved it man, building new motors, making repairs to ment frames. I even fixed little shit like vacuum cleaners and stuff, just because I ran out of other stuff to do. I am a problem solver, and like to figure out ways to make new things, or existing things better. I get none of that anymorwe where I work, but it pays well (which sucks in a way, harder to leave).
I would take half the money I make now if I could be my own boss and truely happy again. I don't want to be a multi-billionair or the head of some giant life-sucking corporation anymore. I used to...but no longer. I just want the house I designed, a stable full of cars to buy/sell/trade and tinker with, and my damn icee machine in the garage. That's it. No worries about having to hop a plane to china for a month, no worries of if our department is going to get even more funds cut from this years budget. No more people calling me on the phone yelling about something that we have no control over. I know it's the way it goes, but I have to wonder if it's worth the price paid.
In the last 4 months of my new possition, I think my bloodpressure has hit new highs. With all the changes constantly, and players being put in possition who are AGAINST anything IT based, it has been nothing but a giant clusterfuck.
I find refuge in the alley, I like the alley. The alley reminds me that there are guys out there who are making their own name, who are working hard for themselves and have what they want. Life is not about cubicals or offices, about fax machines and mission statements. It's not about spending every night till midnight on the laptop writing reports on how fucked up everything is while I spend no time with my wife. I'm 23 for shits sake, and I'm already a workahaulic. At this rate, I'll be dead at 45.
Yes, I want to be happy, that's all I want in life. I want very badily to strike out on my own, but it is one of the scariest things I've had to face thus far.
