too talented for retail?
so, the inevitable has happened. I swore that I would not become one of those people who resorts to working retail after I've acquired a university degree. Ironically, at one point, I rationalized that "how many people actually get work in their field? So many with a degree go back to working retail, the only difference is that they work on Robson Street instead of the mall". And here I am, working retail on Robson Street, just over a year after I graduated from University. It's been almost a year since I decided to leave for South East Asia, and three weeks until I turn 25. Quarter life crisis, anyone? Each day, I tell myself that this is just what I'm doing to pay my bills so I can pursue my other artistic interests that are not very lucrative (at least not yet) and assure myself that I don't want them to be, because then it would be too hard to walk the fine line of loving what I do and selling out. Take D, who turned down two labels because they wanted her to become the female 50cent. That's mad respects, but she's still hustling hard, especially with the haters in this city, and at the end of the day...but really though, how many little shirts can one fold before going nuts? And the drama?! Sometimes I think that people invent the drama to compensate for the level of not-hardness of the job...like that Chris Rock skit, "she's trying to sabatoge me!", "you work at JC Penney, what's she doing? ripping up your paper?!"...yeah...just like that.
