Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
XY: What do you expect? I can't be OLDER than you all of a sudden. I can't be SENIOR EXECUTIVE at my age. Neither can you. So, maybe you got on the track earlier than me. Congratulations. YOU HAVE TO SUCCEED, I know. And I admit that I've been a little over the top. I don't know what to do with my career, I don't know what I want to do with my life. Maybe open a company, maybe be a taxi driver in Dublin, I don't really care.
XX: You know how much it means to me. It's my profession, it's what I will do for the rest of my life, it's not anymore a matter of living on Walden Pond, I can't afford that, I told you, I can't afford to have a profession that I don't like and I can't afford to keep myself left behind, people are working, they are going out, on my profession going out is part of the job, yes, I am that kind of job, I am not my profession, but my profession is me, my job function is unique, it's me, and this has nothing to do with money, it was to do with being famous without money, I'm broke but I'm trendy, that matters more to me; yes, I am this kind of person, and I take it seriously and with a tight set of rules!
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