So I am moving on from my trip blogging. I think I might have ADD or something, because I feel that if I'm gettin bored writing about it, then you all might get bored reading about it.
So I'm moving on to....
I feel like I will never find a career or a job that I will be satisfied with.
Yes I bitch and complain about working at Pick n Save, but to be honest, I wouldn't mind staying there if I got better pay and a better job.
I enjoy my people I work with and have fun with the customers. I don't want to be a lifer there, but this place has been part of my existance for the last seven years that I don't know anything else... and not sure if I want to find out what else is out there.
Take this for instance. I am on the left, and that's my girl on the right. She is one of my closest friends, and as a bonus, I get to work with her in the liquor depo every Friday night.
We get to mess with our drunken regulars each week. They know about our lives and are always interested in our weekend plans.
We've been invited to parties, bars, and on dates. We've even met guys that we dated while working together.
Not many people get the luxury of working with such an awesome friend. Multiple times we've been asked if we are sisters. We just look at each other, giggle (yes giggle ha), and are like no, we just call each other and see what the other is wearing and how they are doing their hair (we have the same pants, too).
I'm just scared of change, and I'm not sure if this fear will keep me from moving forward...
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