Old Shoes...

There comes a time when everyone at some point or another reaches a turning point. A Roadblock, if you will, that keeps them from going straight but gives them the option of taking the left or right paths. I have found myself at one of these roadblocks quite recently.

I realized that my job is kind of like your old, dirty, falling-to-pieces shoe. You know the ones that I'm talking about. The kind that you just can't seem to throw away because they're just so damn comfortable. And as I watch my friends move on, I question myself about my place in this company. In May, I'll have been there for three years. Dealing with the same rude customers day in and day out. There are so many customer suck stories that I could share with you just from that job. In the almost three years I've been there, I have only been given a raise once. I am currently making a whole $7.60; thirty-five cents more then most everyone there, except a select few. My hours have pretty much been butchered since I picked up a second job; I am making as much now in a month as I was when I was only working the theater, and the point of me picking up a second job was so that I would make more per month.

And so my dilemma comes down to do I keep the dirty, old, falling-to-pieces, comfortable shoes, or should I let them go? Do I take out the trash and find myself a new pair of comfortable shoes? Do I take the right path or the left since I can obviously not continue on straight?

Just some food for thought.