"It is not the ctitic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

~Theodore Roosevelt


Monday, November 29, 2010

School... Work... Whatever

~No man who worships education has got the best out of education.... Without a gentle contempt for education no man's education is complete.
~G.K. Chesterton

All right. I'm sad the long weekend is over, but I'm looking forward to the next few weeks :) And I am LOVING the snow. Granted, I don't like getting up twenty minutes earlier to scrape my car, slide all over the neighborhood (and when I'm not sliding I'm getting stuck :P), try to stay in the made-up lanes down the highway, and park in an unplowed parking lot...

But all that is just fine because the snow is beautiful and it's cold out and it's starting to feel like Christmas!!!

So I was thinking last week how much work is like school. Yes, I know they always told us this kind of thing in high school. No, I didn't really care. Like how we had to practice being on time to school. I kind of quit caring about that senior year... and the end of the semester in college... right now, I swear it's the snow that's making me late to work :)

Or how much I look forward to lunch and stretching breaks. Haha, and how I calculate all day how long I have until the next break or when I'm halfway through the day... both work wise and over all (including breaks). And yes, I may be able to get up to go get a drink or go to the bathroom... but it's still like I'm not supposed to what with my being "graded" (with a daily work percentage and everything) and all.

I have to wait for my bundle-handler to come by to ask for needles, thread, elastic, and bundles. I always have to have my tools... like the pen and paper in school, I need a pen, nippers, tweezers, and glasses. I have to keep my work area clean, do what my bundle-handler or supervisor says, and try not to disrupt anyone. And, if we get behind, we get to work over-time to make up for it.

I can't say I was ever excited to start working full-time after school. I also can't say I wanted to stay in school. And even though they seem very much alike (though, one I'm paying for and one is paying me :) ) I am kind of excited to go back to school next semester. For the record, I said "kind of"...

1 comment:

  1. kind of is the key. i am also kind of excited to go back to school next semester....kind of....

    ;)
    glad you had a good holiday! miss you!

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