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so holy crap, i have my very first corporate job. like dress pants and blouse corporate. like company picnic corporate. like VOLUNTARILY WEARING HEELS corporate.
it's still sinking in. i have my own desk. i have my own computer. i need a BRIEFCASE! A FUCKING BRIEFCASE! memos, name plates, big words for small things, cc emails freaking corporate. THEY ARE ORDERING ME AN ERGONOMIC CHAIR FOR MY BROKEN SPINE!
so weird.
so i'm a mortgage broker, specializing in homeowner debt consolidation and refinancing. we get wholesale lenders so we can give out lower interest rates n stuff. not exactly where i thought i would be after a few months of recovering from a complete mental breakdown...
high stress, ultra fast paced competitive blah blah blah
the strangest thing is... i like it
i'm so happy to finally be above poverty level. seriously this is the first time in my life i've been above poverty level. my mother raising us was below poverty level. i've always survived paycheck to paycheck, except when i was a dancer, then i pissed most of my money away on drugs, alcohol and crap i didn't really need.
i can't believe this fell in my lap out of nowhere.
it's still sinking in. i have my own desk. i have my own computer. i need a BRIEFCASE! A FUCKING BRIEFCASE! memos, name plates, big words for small things, cc emails freaking corporate. THEY ARE ORDERING ME AN ERGONOMIC CHAIR FOR MY BROKEN SPINE!
so weird.
so i'm a mortgage broker, specializing in homeowner debt consolidation and refinancing. we get wholesale lenders so we can give out lower interest rates n stuff. not exactly where i thought i would be after a few months of recovering from a complete mental breakdown...
high stress, ultra fast paced competitive blah blah blah
the strangest thing is... i like it
i'm so happy to finally be above poverty level. seriously this is the first time in my life i've been above poverty level. my mother raising us was below poverty level. i've always survived paycheck to paycheck, except when i was a dancer, then i pissed most of my money away on drugs, alcohol and crap i didn't really need.
i can't believe this fell in my lap out of nowhere.
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:)
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:D
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by the way, theron and i are moving to california...
in three months...
hope i get to see you at least once before i go...
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but theron leaves for his 3 month training program in vegas on may 1st...
so you'll just have to settle for little old me...
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all your old jobs were too repetitive or too simple... mentally anyway. alphabatizing shit is NOT the job for someone who's "too real"...
the girl that hears the slightest whispers about something, and she's researching it online till she's an expert on the subject does NOT alphabatize shit for a living and actually enjoy it for TOO long...
no, you needed something to chalenge your head. you needed to learn something new. something hard...
something virtually impossible for the dim witted sheep we call those "normies"...
you needed a career in souls... the selling, buying, and trading of s ouls in the form of money...
something to distract you from all the bad thoughts that like to form in a stagnating inactive mind...
and this job has given you a drive to do better than everyone there, and you work among millionaires...
in no time, you'll be an expert at this, and will blow everyone out of the water (as you do in most settings you put yourself into... asside from the tasting things and fallinng down.)...
I'm proud of you, AND I think this job will be very good for you...
just don't ever wanna wear an outfit like the lady at the store had on... ick...
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