Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Two Decades Deep

Has anyone coined a cliche for a mid life crisis that happens in your twenties? Who says when "mid life" is anyways? Actually can we just change the whole thing to mid week or mid day crisis. Lately that's about as far as I get.

"These are the training cubicles, today tomorrow and Thursday are just training days. Get ready to sign your life away!"

I probably should have walked out right then. Here I am day two. Enticed by $16 /hour, two weeks paid vacation, benefits, ergonomics ... choosing my own cubicle. Talk about total eclipse of the heart.

Once upon a time there was fresh sushi or kangaroo in my life, now there's only dialer systems and lunch room small talk. .for now it's going to have to do.

I started working at a call centre as of yesterday. Well I started training for a job I applied for, was granted acceptance to but I kind of have cold feet now. More like frozen feet.  A mix of nerves and travel withdrawals . I need this job though.. Raisha Chamberlain. Debt Collector, Cubicle Occupier, Working class citizen..

*sighs*

"It's like being blind folded while walking and you have NO IDEA what's going on around you but you have no choice but to keep going forward" . Wisdom brought to you from the mouth of my friend Kevan. It's the truest most relatable combination of words I've heard since I've been existing in the earth circulative rotations recorded in units of time! Wherein I am now measuring 2 decades deep.

Since I've been home and driving again, I'll admit it's a privilege I've quickly gotten comfortable with. So I went to a full serve gas station because I was lazy. The dude seemed cool and he cleaned my wind shield so I said

"Hey can I ask you an existential question?"
"Sure"
"How old are you?"
"24"
"How would you describe your twenties?"

Mind you it was about 11am,  I was at the till paying for my gas, but actually not pressing any buttons on the machine, asking this innocent gas attendee to elope is existentialism with me. He had a decent answer by the end

"I don't know. For me guess things are good. You kind of pay bills. Try to figure things out... surving necessary evils... just living"

(I'll have to go back to get his name.)

His answer was simple and not over thought and here I am concocting recipes for my future like :
2 cups of business
250ml of passion
2 tbsp of extra money
1 cup of "my own place"
A pinch of crazy
5.9876 oz of loose leaf tea
8 cups water
Add milk and honey for taste.

Or I'm looking at a buffet with travel, maybe random jobs, artisanry on the side , salad for good measure . Oh course a glass of wine and maybe even dessert first.

In the lunchroom CP24 plays all day , this morning Justin Trudeau  was giving a speech to some students. He said

"You don't have to have it all figured out and if you think you do, sorry to be the bearer of bad news but you don't. That's the beauty of being young.."

That's the beauty in being young.

I hope I can say that's the beauty to life. 15- 59 not everyone figures everything out. No bad news bared if we don't expect "success" to always be tangible or timely.
By next week I'll be equipped with a headset. A pay cheque. A un-relentless craving for the weeks end. And hopefully wifi at home!!!


Peace and good credit scores <3



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