I could do without people, I really could. Scratch that, I could live without people telling me what to do. That was Robert E. Howard's biggest gripe with the working world and a major motivation for him to succeed as a writer. It's such a simple thing but it bothered him a lot. It didn't really bother me that much until today when I was reprimanded for something small and it got blown out of proportion. I got called into my bosses office and had to stand there while she cursed at me and said what I did was unprofessional (which I thought was ironic seeing as how she kept dropping the f-bomb.) It turned out to not be that big of a deal, like I knew it would, but I still had to endure a quite homely woman who's main job consists of falling asleep at her desk calling me lazy and stupid. All I could think was "Do I, a moderately intelligent adult, need to be reprimanded like a child and made to feel worthless? I wouldn't talk to a kid like this for crying out loud."
My goal is to someday be like my hero Mr. Howard and never have to work a real job for a real boss again. Ever. Is that too much to ask? Is that really just a pipe dream for the lucky few? I know everyone has to pay their dues and work shitty jobs but is this mine? Will I find a way to be self-employed after this? Find out on the next episode of...My Life Sucks.