After
New Year’s, I visited my uncle and my mom came and met me there for a few days.
On
the train back to the city, I was walking through the aisles back from the
dining car when I thought to myself, “How many of the people here really like
their jobs?”, as in the nuts-and-bolts of activities that they have to do every
day.
Just
from looking at everyone, I thought not many, and I realized that I shouldn’t
bitch so much about my work right now.
I
really do like what I do (the reading, the researching, the teaching), it’s
just that the low pay and the instability are draining, not to mention the shitty school environment at the place that I'm doing my degree.
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