somebody told me that a career in hotel operations and the like are best for people who are happy-go-lucky, carefree, and who don't have a care in the world. to bring the point home, this person also commented that regular 9-5 desk jobs are suited for people who have priorities.
could you blame me if i spontaneously combust right now?
although i probably did not get what this person really wanted to say, i felt insulted. i don't know. probably because that's how i started thinking anyway, before i realized through experience that it's not quite how i thought it would be.
it's true, a lot of people who work in the service industry are carefree, mainly because the idea of being chained to a cubicle for eight hours bores them. but when you work in an environment when holidays, weekends, night-outs, and other social activities which involve people in your life (outside from work, i mean) is virtually non-existent, some crack. why? because the first thing that it will do for you is to emphasize your priorities. it makes you realize what you wouldn't want to miss out on. and every free time you get, you'd want to spend on what you think is really important.
this should be the same thing with 9-5 jobs, i think. that's why you get them in the first place, because you know you have priorities. but after a while, since you are fully aware that you would have weekends, holidays, and evenings to devote to these priorities... many tend to take them for granted. and that, my friends, is what really sucks.
haay... i'm babbling again. may sense kaya ang mga pilosopiya kong ito?! kasi sa akin, it helps me understand. hehe.
i tried to be the "happy-go-lucky" kind of gal again. went out to sidebar with fo's pm shift last friday night. it's been a while since i went out to grab a few drinks. here's a sneak preview of what you might see uploaded on my multiply soon:
looks like an ad. hehe. that's shyne, me, louise, and tham. with an assortment of beers and cocktails all around. hehe. shyne had 3 frozen margaritas, and ordered 3 daiquiris. we got around 6 or 7 rounds of beer. hehe. no wonder we were truly plastered!
makes us forget that the next day we had to go back to living our lives again. ngyek.
