“They” are constantly spewing out the message that if I wouldn't do my job for free, then I am in the wrong business. If I do not love what my career entails in such a way, then I need to quit.
In all honesty, I could never think of anything that I would do for free.
It made me feel like there was something wrong with me. Maybe I am not a passionate person. Maybe I am not as caring as I thought I was. I have had jobs/careers that I loved… but I would never have been like, “Oh you aren't going to pay me? That’s cool. I'll stay and get in some volunteer hours.”
I took my concern to a dear friend who has her own successful business. I know that she cares deeply for her clients and enjoys her job immensely.
My intelligent, talented, loyal, and beautiful friend responded to my query simply and with a clear message, “No one is paying me to take baths.”
It turns out I am not a crazy, unfeeling, greedy lady.
Whenever given the message “If you wouldn't do it for free it isn't for you,” all I could ever think is, “Who wants to give me a salary to hang out with my friends?”
As I have gained more insight on life (AKA becoming Older and Wiser.) I have been able to extend my contemplation from "joy of hanging out with friends" to “I love to build relationships with people who are genuine, authentic, and real. (Or at least strive to live in such a way.)”
When I really thought about it, that is actually what I have always loved most about every job I have ever had. Relationships that were built.
What I am trying to say is…
I like you.
And I want to get to know you!
In the name of becoming better acquainted, here are 7 random facts about me. (Why 7? Because it is one of my favorite numbers.)
I love to judge things on a scale of 1-10. I define the scale and have people report to me their feelings using a number. And infinite is the correct answer to, “How much do you love me?”
I hurt my neck doing a series of cartwheels while at work. That's right...I was doing cartwheels at work. I had a really fun job. If you are going to try doing some gymnastics while at work, I suggest you warm up first. At least I learn from my mistakes.
I appear outgoing and super comfortable in all social situations. I am actually quite the introvert. An introvert that is good at pretending I am an outgoing extrovert.
I like to boogie. I love to dance at home, clubs, bars, the street, my front porch. I especially love car dancing. Do not confuse loving to dance with being good at dancing. I love the ridiculousness of it all. My favorite is when people have no rhythm but they are FEELIN’ the music deeply and move as if there is no one else on the floor. Dancing is always a good idea. Can I get an "Amen"?
I used to HATE my curly hair. I thought it was ridiculous looking and could not figure out why anyone would think it could possibly be cute. I now LOVE my curly hair. I feel the most myself when I let my wild mane fly free.
I have driven the same car since I was 17 years old. For those of you trying to figure out how long that has been… It is 16 years. I have been rocking my Geo Prism for 16 years. While she may be held together by duct tape, she still takes care of me. I am taking her to 300,000 miles! (Only 3,000 left to go!)
I laugh...a lot... and kinda loud. I think a lot of stuff is funny, and I am amused by simple things. People feel torn between liking it and hating it. On the one hand, they feel like they are starring as a def comedy jam headliner. One the other hand, they hang out with other people and find out they are not stand-up comedians. Then they call me and I assure them that what they said is, in fact, hilarious. (And I have been chastised for ruining the sense of humor of some. Ah well… I am entertained either way!)