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| by geloko @ deviantART |
Yesterday morning, while I was nibbling a bagel in the kitchen, my dad came out and announced that "for my own good," he'll be forcing me to experience being an "employee."
Okay. I get what he's trying to do - he's getting me to be responsible and whatnot, but pardon my French: this is bullshit.
I feel like a child. According to him, I can't just be making money doing what I like, even if it turns out to be something lucrative. He says I can't be "house-sitting," and that he's trying to get me to see the world from a realistic perspective.
You know how that feels? I mean, I get his concern: he's a parent, and he wants his child to be financially secure. But this is freaking ridiculous. He's basically saying that I can't be free to just make whatever money I can. No, it has to be the whole "employment" package.
He did say, though, that he wouldn't mind if I found a "secure" job that relates to what I really want to do. He kind of actually encouraged it. And you know, I could totally do that. But I have one big problem: unless the universe has my back, that's going to be quite difficult to accomplish. There are only two metaphysical shops that are a reasonable distance from my house: P&D, which is the farthest, and TR, which is like ten minutes down the road.
These types of establishments don't really "hire." They're personally owned and usually consist of employees that are part of a tight circle. So I'm kind of stuck. If I have to work a "secure" job, I'd much prefer it be a metaphysical shop. At least in the meantime.
I did some research yesterday and found out two interesting things about TR. One, they're only open 5 days of the week. Two, they only have six readers, as opposed to P&D's twelve.
I'm not sure if it'd be presumptuous or rude to inquire about employment opportunities at these two establishments. I feel like it would be. But if it's not, I feel like I'd have a better chance at TR, since they're smaller.
Ugh. I'm a bit frustrated. Actually, a lot frustrated. Deep down, I anticipated this happening, where my dad would pull the "Father Realist" card and crush the path I'd been looking forward to after getting out of school. I kind of wish I had a decent amount of money so I could run off and do my own thing anyway, but I do admit that that would be a stupid move.
Damn. Dad got me. He got what he wanted all along: for me to immerse myself in "the real world" by committing to a job I probably won't like and having to do what I love "on the side." While I appreciate his sentiments, I don't appreciate being treated as though I'm naive and immature just because I have an idealistic view on life. It's not my problem that people are miserable because they're realists. But for Adonai's sake: don't drag me down with you because you say that's how the "real world" works. Sure, for you, it does. But not for me.
So this puts me in quite the predicament. Dad has instructed me to be considering jobs while I finish the last several weeks of this quarter. I don't know if I should be courageous and try asking P&D and TR about possible employment opportunities. I'm unsure if my dad would be satisfied with me applying as a reader to one of these establishments, because it doesn't quite fit with his idea of "stable income." He'd probably decline.
All in all, I'm a bit in panic mode right now. Metaphysical shops are the only places I'd be willing to work... hell, I could be answering phones all day. I just don't want to end up in crappy retail or similar places.
I refuse to let this overwhelm me. I WILL get what I want. No obstructive rational father will prevent me from achieving my future.
For Blood Legion!
