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Hello world, JONG here. Been lurking, but I finally have something to say. I learned to ski pretty young in the mountainous state of Michigan, which really means I learned how to ride a chairlift like a pro. Since my first trip to that paradise we know as the Rockies, I was hooked by that pure and natural high we get from rippin. To this day it's still the greatest high I've ever experienced. However, I've never jumped out of a plane, cause I'm kind of a pussy. And crack sounds fun, other than that whole destroying your life part. Anyways, I vowed at about 12 or 13 years old that I would return to that paradise, not as a tourist, but as a bum. The life appealed to me so much, still does today. It's like having an all access pass to the fastest roller coaster in the world, in your backyard. So, as I got older the grind of real life started to take its tole; some pointless thing called college wasted about 5 years of my life, and at one point I doubted if I would be man enough to pick up and roll. This summer I got what seemed like an amazing opportunity... a season of working at a ski resort in the French Alps. I'd been a couple times before and loved it like the Rockies. However, here is the problem... this bullshit job I've got catering to rich folks who could give a shit about the mountain as long as their 5 o'clock spa is ready, is really starting to wear on me. Plus, I get stuck with the shittiest job in the joint, the night porter. Which seems great, in theory, for skiing, right? Except, when I don't get to sleep until 6 or 7 in the morning, waking up early to hit the mountain ain't exactly easy. Sure, I had the mountain rush the first 3 or 4 days, up early rippin all day. But, the 3 or 4 hours of sleep started to catch up, and eventually you're just in the grind of working, which is not a good grind. I just finished my 20th fucking night of work, in a row! Finished a little early too, cause I'm going skiing tomorrow, can't let the man hold you down, ya know? Finally I come to my question. Do the maggots of this site advocate the quitting of my soul draining job in pursuit of the good life, the life I've dreamt about for over 13 years? Cause what I'm doing right now is just not cool man. Thanks for allowing me to vent. Any words of encouragement, discouragement, or good excuses for quitting a job are welcomed.
Last edited by ChasingTheDragon; 01-09-2008 at 09:47 AM.
"It's true hard work never killed anybody, but I figure, why take the chance?" sadly...Ronald Reagan
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