With Ryan's recent musings on possibly quitting his job to work on the HAMB full-time, it's coincidental that my buddy John -- who I told Ryan to contact regarding the subject of supporting oneself on website income -- just quit his day job. You can read his thoughts here: http://daringfireball.net/2006/04/initiative "Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work, and the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking, and don’t settle." -- STEVE JOBS I've never felt so good as the times I've quit bad jobs.
Yep....My back is Uber-Sore right now. I even went to the local park during lunch and walked the river to get un-stiff. Texas is lookin' pretty good right now....
I'm sorry that your back is hurting so much -- it's hard for me to be in a good mood when mine is acting up -- but I'm glad you are changing plans. "Hot rod job" sounds pretty good to me.
worked as a manager for three years after being a body tech for way more than that. Gained 25 pounds. Quit, to begin my shop and lost all the weight, Im tired at the end of the day but not just brain tired. I guess working forever and not eating has its benefits on my' girlish figure' ' Now I just need to find work pants that stay on.
It's nice to have a job you enjoy, but never make your p***ion your work unless you want to find new hobbies. After 30 or 40 years of working on other folks toys, it's kinda hard to get fired up about working on your own after work.
does it involve going to tex***? i have the same problem after i f*ed my back up setting an engine by myself. go out and buy a lumbar support (a stupid curved piece of foam) that goes between your lower back and the chair. the next thing you get to do is relearn how to sit and stand. Anyone one here with a good back injury will tell you about that one. You get to force your lower lumbar into a new curvature...stick your gut out, pull your shoulders back and stand up really straight. you also get to do this while sitting...no more slouching for you ****a!
After having an active job of one sort or another for all of my life, five years ago I got a drafting/design job. Sitting all day took some getting used to. Fortunately, I don't have to deal with the general public, and the guys I work with know what information I expect when they bring me jobs. We recently went to a 4-10 schedule, and that took some getting used to, but I really like having a four day weekend every other weekend. I'm glad to hear you got another job! Congrats!
"Hello, American Tire. This is Rajit, how may I be helping you? Yes. Yes. Very good, very good. The weather here, in Bombay? Raining. Of course it's is also raining in Texas, where I plan to buy a 7-11 store. I will be thanking you for holding as I have sevewral more calls."
i've been following that since '87 in high school. i even had a modified sticker on my car that said "people ****" (from the popular "mean people ****" sticker), i ranted so much my girlfriends little sister got me a patch for my jacket that said "all people ****".............hehehe i'm tired of dealing with customers that get handed to me only when something goes wrong (mostly with pricing which i have nothing to do with) and espscially with other co-workers at***udes (on how much better they are then you at everything). i'm the quiet one that just goes there to work, not to play high school or soap opera games. so i'm hoping this will not be the case (or at least not as bad) when or if i get a job for the county or city. rant over................
not to be rude.. but least you gotta damn job. I'm a subs***ute teacher. Not *****in bout it, but you try livin on 50 bux a day, when you can only work 2 or 3 days a week. I'd go full time somewhere, but whose gonna take care of my son. And to make the gap to payin for childcare, I'd better be makin bout 50k a year. Good fuggin luck with a bachelors in social work. I shoulda been a damn mechanic rant over three... two... one... one.... two... three.... what the **** is bothering me....
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