Working Hard at Being Impressive

Here is my work personality: I don’t have a strong vocation.  I will do most work as long as it’s not gross or exploitative.  But (and this, my friends, is where I become an employer’s dream) once I’m doing something, I want to be the best at it.  Objectively.  The best.  Ever.  Which means that as well as being extremely competent, I also like to sometimes throw in a little dazzle, just to make sure I don’t get taken for granted.

Jill of All Trades

“One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one’s work is terribly important.”
~ Bertrand Russell

For most of my childhood, I thought that when I grew up I wanted to be a spy.  I have no idea why I clung to this for so long. (We’re talking years here.)  I would have been an awful spy.  I walk like an elephant (so I’ve been told).  I’m pretty sure I would tell you anything you wanted to know if I were subjected to torture.  Or even if you just brought a big dog into the room.  In movie scenes when someone is rifling through the desk drawer of someone else who has just stepped out of the room, I become extremely anxious and have to cover my eyes.  It really wouldn’t have been a good “fit.”