"When I started my (insert ego fantasy here) company, I thought it would be fun. I mean, I'd be a boss and wouldn't answer to anyone and I'd order other people around and my name would be on the front of the building and I'd be able to show the world how I was much, much better than those losers who go out and work a 9-to-5 job for someone else, the losers!"
"Then I realized that owning a business involved numbers and accounts and employees and insurance and salespeople and vendors and customers who didn't constantly kiss my butt or thank me for reinvigorating the local economy and all that stuff and it turned into a big headache."
"So I was faced with a serious choice: either go out and get a real job like an actual adult and admit that nobody gives a damn about (insert ego trip here,) or get Quickbooks and be able to pretend I'm Super Special and waaaaay too good for one of those Job things for a few more months before reality hits me in the face like a frozen halibut and I have to face the reality that...well, I think I made that pretty clear at the beginning of this paragraph, didn't I?"
Oh, if only she had a telephone book to bite into.ReplyDelete
very little on television gets me chomping at the bit faster than the "my small business dream was a big headache before I got THIS; now I can concentrate on what's really important, Celebrating Myself" commercials.Delete