Metropolitan Mastication

Today I realized that I am being chewed up by this wonderful city. This happens to the best of us when we move to the city. Its part of the 'make it in New York' process. People come here to experience the excitement and achieve their dreams, but Gotham will have none of it and tries to spit us out.

Recently, I have revived my search for a career starter, welcoming almost any position that will pay my rent. Today I sat down in an interview and the first thing the man tells me is that, "this is a pretty shitty job." Okay, so maybe I'll be a little selective on where I begin my career.

I think my biggest problem is that I still don't know what I want to do for a living. How can I look for a job when I don't know which type of job I desire. I almost ruled out the financial sector today with this interview alone. I find the whole mentality of grunt work for a few years until you can achieve the American Dream of a six-figure salary repulsive. Right now, I just want to pay my bills and enjoy life in the city. I'm going to continue enjoying myself here while it lasts. Maybe I'm just here for another month or I may be trapped for life, which would be nice. Either way, I'm going to make the most of it while it lasts. A job will come when the time is right so it does me no good to worry about it.

So, New York, you can keep chewing but until you spit me out I'm going to enjoy every bite from the Big Apple.