What’s the Deal?
Why is school such a big deal? Nobody in my family ever got past highschool. When I was growing up my parents told me, go to college, go to University, get a good education and a good job, you’ll be happy.
I went to University, I got a degree in Business, with a major in Accountancy from a prestigious school. I barely showed up, none of my teachers knew my name, and I doubt any of them cared about my education. More than one teacher told me that they cared nothing about teaching, they simply wanted to research (in Accounting!!!).
I got a “good” job. I am currently employed at one of the largest accounting firms in the world. It is consistently listed among the top 50 best employers in Canada. I hate it so thoroughly that some days I wake up and throw up. The days I throw up twice in the 30 minutes before leaving are the good ones, because after that I am too weak to get to the bus stop, so I stay home. I weigh about 140 lbs, because I constantly feel sick to my stomach, and can’t eat too much. I am about 6 feet tall.
My father is a plumber. He works out of Alberta, and makes about 6 times my salary. He doesn’t pay rent, he doesn’t cook for himself. He works 80 hours a week, and gets paid every second of them.
I am afraid to enter all of my time on projects,even though I often work weekends, because I am afraid of getting fired.
My father says that the boys tend to not work too hard because they are unionized, so they take breaks and talk. When they do work they are super productive.
I haven’t been able to work for a full undistracted hour in over a year.
Why did I take people’s advice on education when they didn’t have it? This seems to me like taking directions from a blind man’s map.
I’m quitting my job soon, and going to work with my dad in Alberta. They say you can’t run from your problems. I say you sure can as long as the problem isn’t you.
