I couldn’t sleep last night, due in part to the awful storm which invaded our shores in the early hours. I’m sure that my tiredness has contributed towards my grumpiness, but the fact still remains that my job sucks right now. I’m really starting to feel trapped here.

Vid: Working in a Coal Mine by Lee Dorsey

Yesterday my mum commented on my work situation, and I confirmed that I thinking over the options available to me right now. I said that I didn’t want to work in an office anymore, and she laughed at me as if that was my only career option. Then she said, ‘Why don’t you become a nurse?’

Yet another indication of how little my mother really gets me. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with being a nurse, but I don’t see myself in that kind of caretaking role. My grandma was a nurse before she retired, and she has told me many times how hard it was for her. The truth is that I’m not a selfless person in that way. Plus I’m very funny about icky stuff, especially other people’s icky stuff. I would be the most awful nurse on the planet.

I can say with a certainty that the only time that I might be seen in a nurse’s uniform would be - you know…

Written by PJ | Posted in my life

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