What Do You Do?
The 6 months I’ve been doing my first ‘proper job’ has been a strange combination of being pleased with having more money than I’m used to and strongly displeased with the demands it places on my time, particularly compared to travelling. Before you roll your eyes and mutter something about millennials, I know this par for the course and very few people can, or indeed want to maintain the transient travelling lifestyle forever. But the bottom line is I think I think about work differently to a lot of people. I’m not placing a value judgement on that, its just my own interpretation. I start from the standpoint that the number one reason we all go to work is to earn money. If I could work less I would; I wouldn’t go in for the satisfaction. Ergo, money is the main driver behind my getting up every morning. Secondly, I can’t help but view the concept of a career with suspicion, like it’s a dirty word. Because I’m an awkward bastard, I don’t like the pressures our society puts on me/u...