Bean Counter

The more classes I attend the more it makes me wonder, what do you do when your passion isn’t profitable? Do you settle for just some career that you will forever be doomed to hate and dread and spiral into a perpetual case of the Mondays yet highly profitable? Or do you go into a field that you remotely have interest in that pays very little but highly rewarding?

Does money equal happiness when your real dreams and aspirations are unobtainable?

I seem to be always trying to find the answer to this and I think I need to find out soon. From an outside perspective most late 20 year olds seem to have their life together. They have met someone they can stand to be around for more than 3 months at a time. They are in a field of work they seemingly don’t want to slice their wrist to avoid. They have a one tone car and a house or apt without a roommate. Now me on the other hand I have a biology degree with only a mediocre GPA-which is why nursing or medical field is out. Plus I’m not big into being coughed, vomited, bled, or pooed on.  I am still rocking the same car since I was 16 despite a wreck so it’s a two tone color-sweet silver hood! I term out at about 2 dates to 3 months on dating people before its done.

My ideal job would be research/talking to serial killers. Yes, this could potentially be a job such as a profile with the BAU but they really want someone that is a psychology graduate.  Plus that requires living out on the East Coast for the most part and I really have no desire for that coast. Plus if you do your hobby for your job, you would really want to take your work home and I really don’t need to limit my social life even more!

Currently studying accounting and the more and more I am in the class the more and more I realize Hey zeussssssss!!! WHY GOD why!?! But the perk is the pay and the fact they will always be in need. So to count beans or to not count beans, that is the question. That question will be answered after exam 2, if it’s a no go then might as well  torture high school students with my nerdy love all things science.

I wouldn’t mind teaching Biology but with all the government stuff, I want to actually have a job!!! With a teaching job I could still continue my current job at night or weekends or on breaks as a subsidized income. Plus how awesome would it be to work in a 4 day a week school district, 3 day weekends, holidays, and summers off-Where the hell do I sign up for that lap of luxury with a  livable salary of the national average of 55,934 based on information provided by  Salary.com. Yes I know Oklahoma salary is lower than the avg and you have a lot of work you end up doing at home.

Got any input for me?? Do you know me well enough to recommend a path you think I’d rock at? Preferably one that allows me to achieve my current goal of a one tone car….I know I aim high!

My life is like a Lemon Drop: I'm sucking on the bitter to get to the SWEET part

************Side note before I continue: I appreciate the military I really do and anyone that signed up to potentially be shot or blown up to allow me to live the way I currently do has more balls of steel than I ever will and deserves the appropriate gratitude.*********

So thank you you sane brave men and women of past and present for doing a job I could never do!!!  

But just like any job, social circle, or society there are rotten apples that give the others a bad wrap...and I just happen to be the magnet for the small population of psychotic twats that are enlisted. I won't even call them men because that would give real men a bad wrap, these...um....egotistical maniacal sociopathic testerone driven primative apes that happen to inhabit the human male form have maybe 2 brain cells. 1 for controlling breathing and heart beat the 2nd to encourage them to cheat, lie, threaten abuse, and think that women deserve less respect than the shit on the bottom of their boots....Let me give you one little tip on life. Karma is a bitch and it will rear its pretty little head and rock your world because of past actions.

The reason for the above statement will be clear soon enough.....

Like every person on the first day of class, you attempt to know thy neighbor in order to have contacts to study with or ask for some assistance if having a hard time understanding a concept. So I of course get to know the people at my table and I was thinking this will be fine, one guy already graduated and works in the finance industry and the other....lets call him Deputy Douchebag is married with a child on the way in one month and military.

Deputy Douchebag and I got to together to go over homework problems in a public location one time then the next time we got together to go over the next set of homework problems, I received a text message asking "Should I take my ring off so you can pretend I'm not married" To this I responded "Keep your ring on be faithful, we will be working on accounting that is it"

He showed up without a ring. Kept trying to get close to me where I continued to shut him down and brought up his wife at all times from how they met, how long have they been married, etc....End of study night two.

The next class period I rocked my quiz, while doucher slept through class missing the quiz then expected me to share the answers the teacher gave us for the homework and I blew him off. So after class I get a nice little text message about how much of  Bitch I am....so my response was "Don't be an ass because you were a slacker and didn't show for class. You can call me any name in the book and I'll even help ya out and add some just to make it fun (this really pisses guys off if you call yourself names when they are trying to act all tough). But you have your panties in a wad because you are feeling rejected and I don't know how many times I have to make it clear that me and ANY married man will never be anything, hell I wouldn't even talk to you if it wasn't for class." 

Skip forward to today's class-he doesn't even sit at my table anymore thank goodness! End of class approaches, professor is still talking about the upcoming exam and DD decides to get up and leave and the teacher is like sir where are you going? He was like home and proceeded to walk to the door the professor asked the guy to sit back down til hes finished and the kid continues on his way out. The professor then ask for his last name and then called the kid a Jackass as soon he left. I could have high-fived my mean sexist teacher tonight!! 

Here is a perfect little song for today's blog, don't mess with a lady....she will win, or at least make you wish you let her win!