Thursday, November 21, 2013

Passion

The other day at work, I was discussing retirement plans with three of my co-workers. Well, let's get real. I wasn't discussing it. I was sitting and staring like a straight-faced emoticon, and my boss was talking excitedly about all the wonders that are involved with 401(k)s and 403(b)s and Roth and dividends and interest rates.

"Man, I'm just so jazzed up about this stuff!" He exclaimed as well all stared at him. "I'm just really passionate about it."

"No, it's good to be passionate about stuff," I said. Then I asked the other two what they are passionate about.

One girl said hunting. I don't get that, but it's her passion, not mine. One girl said nothing, which made me think about exactly what mine are...and...

...it's not like my passions are that great.

What are some things I can get really jazzed up about when I am talking about them?

Coach purses.
Celebrity gossip.
Goodwilling.
Glenwood or Omaha.

I know that makes me sound pretty stupid, and I am not stupid. I also am passionate about my job, and, as dorky as this is, I am passionate about registrar stuff. I just don't have a lot of people that I can talk to about that kind of stuff. I wish I could say I am passionate about running, but I freaking hate it.

I hope if you are reading this that you have a passion and you get jazzed as shit about it.

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