Let’s see if I can get a little something posted on my blog today. The kids have been on spring break and my days are not my own. (Read: I can’t get a thing done!)
Today, I brought Molly to hell’s vestibule: Wal-Mart. She had some birthday money for clothes shopping so off we go.
While I was waiting for her as she tried items on I struck up a conversation with the fellow stationed outside. (“How many items?”) He was probably mid 40′s or so. And he looked bored out of his bald head.
I noticed he was doodling a caricature and it was quite good. I complimented him and his face lit up. What else do you like to draw, I ask.
He smiles and replies, “Oh, just stuff. I hate my job so I like to do this.”
My heart went out to him. But I also wanted to kick him in the butt and tell him to get a life. Like it would do any good.
He told me when he was a kid, he would copy cartoons out of comic books and lose himself in doing so.
“But my mom told me not to waste my life…”
Back to my heart going out to him. So how’s that plan working for ya as you sit here at a job you hate?
I thought of all the kids getting well-meaning but misguided advice and I thought of all the adults slogging away at jobs they hate because they listened to that same misguided advice from 30 years ago.
What a tragedy.
But I also believe it’s never too late. Each day offers new opportunities. But I didn’t think that in this case a recommendation for the book, 48 Days to the Work You Love, by my friend, Dan Miller was going to interest him.
I ask the guy if he’d ever heard of the book, “Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain.” I love that book not just for the skills you can learn but also the author’s can-do perspective on life.
He takes down the title of the book and I see a different look in his eye. A small glimmer of hope, perhaps?
Will he get the book and reconnect with his childhood passion? I don’t know. And realistically speaking, he likely won’t. Inertia….even at a job you hate, is a powerful thing to overcome. Especially when there are bills to pay.
But I hope he will. Life’s too short to spend it in a job you hate.
“Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, and things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal…” A Psalm of Life, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow