“Now there’s another dirty word: `job’!” — Black Adder Goes Forth
Today is officially the last day of my vacation/temporary retirement. Monday morning I start a new job.
I face this eventuality with a mixture of trepidation and excitement. Not to mention a healthy dose of irritation with myself for wasting all this perfectly good time that I could have been using to find a different career. C’est la vie. A job’s a job. A check’s a check. And I’ll be getting a healthy one.
Plus there’s the extra added bonus of having a much more interesting thing to say when asked, “What do you do for a living?” In the past I usually mumbled something like, “I fix computers.” And might include, “For a cardboard box company.”
Now I can proudly say, “I work for the NFL.”