You know, y’all haven’t heard me rant in a while.

I’ve been fairly mundane.  Hell, it’s been borderline boring.  I actually let loose on one rant, felt it too vitrolic, and retracted it.. all within a half hour timespan.  But I’ve got a little rant here.

I’M BORED.

I don’t talk about my job on here.  I’m very careful about that.  But there’s been this overwhelming gnawing feeling at me lately.. so, that.. that, I have to talk about.

I think I’m more than competent at my job.  I’d be willing to say I’m “damn good” at my job.  But, you know, I just don’t know that THIS is what I want to be doing for the rest of my life.

This is what’s safe.  This pays the bills (somewhat).  And this is secure (a little bit).

But I studied communications.  I worked in media and public relations.  I THRIVED THERE.  And here I am, living in “Office Space”.  I know I’m supposed to swallow it as part of “being a grown up”, but I want to quit my job and go follow my dreams of becoming an on-air newsanchor.  I want to anchor the 10 o’clock news.  I want to be something.

I think what REALLY spawned this is money.  If I were getting paid a significant amount of change, I could deal with a cube-world.  But I’m not.  I’m getting paid the market average of an applicant with no college degree. (FYI, kids fixing to graduate high school.. GO TO COLLEGE.  GET A DEGREE.  I know people will tell you “Look how well I’m doing and I have no degree!” but that’s crap.  You could buy and sell that person if you had a degree.)

I want to be around people.  I want each day to have a new challenge.  I want to be needed and valued for what I do.  I want.. I want that job that pays shit but I love.  I want to quit the job that puts me in a different tax bracket so I can follow my heart and work for the city.

Instead, I’ll just be at my desk tomorrow. 

But if you read this and you reach a crossroads, choose the OTHER way.  And think of me.