So it’s four o’clock in the morning and I’m about ready to go clean gym equipment and scrub showers. Yup, my first post-college job is performing the ‘janitorial arts’ at LA fitness. Sure others might think I’m a failure and the pay is almost minimum wage, but fuck it, it’s a job. Those aren’t that easy to come by nowadays in case you haven’t noticed. Plus, I get a FREE gym membership. I might be poor, dirty, and a total letdown but hey, I’ll be in the best shape of my entire life. Stay in school kiddies.
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amomenttothink said:
Fuck the critics. You are not your job and sometimes the job is just a means to an end - that might be food, a stepping stone, or just feeling good about accomplishing something. I’ve had my share of shit jobs and I’ve ended up doing quite well.
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filthyphil said:
don’t sweat it, go sweat it up, get ripped, feel good, happy chemicals released daily, life is good :)
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