So I was online this morning and started a chat with a guy that I loosely know. His name is, well…let’s say its “J” and he lives down in LA. I was telling him about my move and why. He then proceeded to lecture me about how I needed to make better choices in my decisions and that I shouldn’t have left my job. He said…”I was always taught not to leave a job until you have another…”. I made the decision to leave my job because I was unhappy. There was a timing issue involved that, at the time, seemed important enough that I had to make the decision to leave then and there. He went on to say in so many words how sad my life was in a pathetic way.
I tried not to let it get to me, but I didn’t need some 20-somethin kid telling me that I made bad decisions and that he would NEVER do such a thing. I mean…what the fuck?!?
We all make decisions. Sometimes they are not the best, and sometimes it is the right thing to do. I make my choices freely and if there are consequences…then I face them. Nothing more, nothing less.
What I didn’t need, was some kid kicking me in the groin in my time of change and challenge.Filed under: Rant