I wish I got paid for what I wanted to do instead of what I’m actually good at. In truth, I’m getting paid more and more for sitting in meetings…which I neither want to do or am good at. With great power, though, comes great responsibility; and, responsibility, apparently, comes part and parcel with sitting in meetings.
Meetings after meetings after meetings.
I do get a sick rush of pride by showing people my calendar, pointing out the double and triple bookings, the no breaks for lunch…but then I have to actually GO, and that takes a lot of the luster off of it.
Can’t I just be paid to take pictures, go to rock shows, and hang out on the beach?