Who am I?
Today I had to be at Corporate at 9am to talk about my stock options. Wait...who just said that? How is this my life? "Corporate"? "Stock options"? However I may have pictured my life at age 28, I'm pretty sure this scenario never entered my mind.
I have, at various stages, imagined myself to be a writer, an archeologist, a social worker, (briefly) a nutritionist, back to social services, back to a writer, an actress, a dancer, a figure skater - no wait, an ice dancer....I never envisioned myself working for The Man, talking stock, caring about the bottom line. Eek.
I'm not so sure how comfortable I am "in this skin" (shout-out to my girl J.Simp!). But I know that I am learning stuff during this corporate dalliance, and I'm sure there is a purpose and plan to me being here, doing what I'm doing, at this point in my life. It's just a bit weird to step back, look at my life, and accept that stock options (and caring about them) are part of it.
I just hope Peter, Paul, and Mary don't think any less of me for it. :)
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