Workin’ 9 to 5

I look forward to a day when I don’t have to work as hard as I do now. I don’t mind putting the time in right now, because I’m young and you have to work for things that you want. In the words of the wisest woman I know, my Momma, things that you earn yourself can’t be taken away from you–unless you allow someone to take it away from you. But honestly, this is just working hard, not smart. I keep telling myself that right now I’m just working to get experiences until I get that “Big” J-O-B. Do I really want to work for someone though? Maybe for awhile, but I know that I’m going to be a demanding employee in exchange for all this time that I’m giving them.

And really, that’s all a job is–you’re selling your time in exchange for dollars. When you think about it on those terms, it doesn’t seem so terribly overwhelming. My little brother was stressing out about making it to work, he was going to have to my little sister’s graduation. I had to see where his priorities were. I asked him what he was being paid, how many times my sister was going to graduate from high school, why he needed the job (he has NO bills to pay), and eventually he understood and wasn’t so stressed. Please Kid, don’t start all the work stress at such a young age…

I don’t want you to think that I have a poor work ethic, or that I condone doing nothing with your life. If you knew me, you’d be laughing right now, but I’m not going to take for granted that you know me. I just look at Corporate America which I’m thinking that I want to one day be a part of that, that I am in a small way right now with my internship, and I can’t help but wonder sometimes if all this insanity is worth it. Is it worth it to give up your life when there’s no guarantee that your company is going to show you the same amount of loyalty? Why work 40 hours a week inside a (sometimes) small, colorless, soundless, artificially lit place when you could be outside with your family and friends. I believe that there has to be a more efficient way to live your life, be financially comfortable, satisfied with your career goals, and happy overall. And I’m determined to find it, I’ll let you know when I do.

Happppppy Friday! ; )

The Happiness of a Bookworm

It took me awhile but I’ve finally found some quality Afro-American writers. I made it my mission to find some novels that I could relate to. I was distraught when I had to go through about a dozen different authors before I found what I was looking for. I’m sad to say that many of the books that I’d read were so bad that my little brother could have done better. They were disappointing, they were discouraging, they encouraged me to continue on with my education; most importantly, the were very poorly written.

I don’t mean that the stories were poor, because generally, they were very good stories. But the content was poor. The characters weren’t thought out, the stories weren’t plausible, and there were many, many, grammatical mistakes. Frustrating.

I realize that I’m not the perfect writer. It took many painful years for me to just be as proficient as I am today. Mind you, I don’t have an editor and I’ve yet to find a job where someone is paying me to write.

Alas, I found a good little niche, however. While the poor authors will go unnamed, here are some good ones. They write about what it’s like to be a successful Black American in this country with real life, non-Huxtablesque lifestyle. Good luck finding them in your local Barnes and Noble store though, especially if they aren’t the big namebrand names. You’ll have to search for them, but let me tell you….it’s worth it. I’m sure there are more, but presently their names escape me.

Brenda Jackson

Niobia Bryant

Francis Ray

Rochelle Alers