mind fleek

CASE #1


This lady proudly proclaims she is the only person in the world who knits conceptual pieces on an extreme miniature scale. I believe her. She, no matter what you feel about it, is a professional. She is the best at what she does, an expert in her field. She is also extremely fulfilled. She loves her job, and working in miniature has been her passion since she was young. Many "traditional" business types might scoff at her. They may say, "Professional? More like quack! The financial reports I proofread have much more of an impact on the world! My work gets things done". I would say "Hmm, not true. Her work is a fundamental element of one of my, and many others', favorite movies! That movie in turn inspired the aforementioned and me, and we then used that inspiration to do many things in all fields. Your red penned financial report spelling checks passed under your boss' eyes, then situated themselves firmly into a filing cabinet, never to be seen again, except in cases of audits...if you're lucky. You are BOTH professionals!"

ETA: Accounting is Very Important. I take an Accounting class. But the balance sheets only as important as the thing it's supporting.

CASE #2


After this video you might dismiss this man as some crazy kid pulling a stunt. This man, in addition to being my brother's role model, is a professional. More specifically, he is a professional CHAMPION. Takeru Kobayashi is ranked as the 3rd competitive eater in the world, and held the record for hot dog eating for 6 years. He has broken many records. You can read all about it on Google or something.
"Ha!" Financial Proofreader man screeches victoriously. "His work is much less important than mine! Who needs competitive eaters?"
"Hm, Takeru Kobayashi has a Wikipedia page. You don't. So Wikipedia needs competitive eaters. Also, my brother views Kobayashi as a role model. Kobayashi is notoriously fit and dedicated to his chosen mission. He works out constantly, and trains for hours. My brother saw something he liked, and uses him as inspiration for bodybuilding. Also, they both like to eat. Kobayashi's determination, dedication, and hard work are all much sought after traits in the business word. You are BOTH professionals!"



ETA: This is my competitive eating role model: (Please do not inquire further as to why my brother and I are so into large amounts of food, we both possess extremely healthy appetites, and food is tasty).

Isn't she amazing?! Gal Sone really loves eating. She is a good example of loving your job. Enough to eat 20lbs of noodles.




CASE #3


Stephen Colbert, folks.
What I love: Stephen Colbert loves his job so much, he never steps down for one second from his "Colberrrrr" persona.
"Stephen Colbert is just doing what many have done before him. Comedian news reporters are nothing new!" Yes, but your kids don't care about older comedians. And kids are more tuned into politics because Colbert has made them relevant and entertaining. When they don't get a joke, you know what they do? They look it up. And also, he's hilarious without being gross and/or profane. He stays in character to a fault. Dedication, creativity, and hard work. So that is why he is a professional. The suit doesn't hurt, either.


Next, I'm gathering materials for a PEOPLE WHO DON'T LOVE THEIR JOBS post.

I've noticed that people will often chide me for being "too nice" or "wimpy" (I prefer ridiculously laid back and/or lazy). This is okay to me. I'd rather be "too nice" than constantly express "DEAR HELL WHO PEED IN YOUR COFFEE" caliber rage. I also prefer chilly silent anger than "Punch You in the Jeans" anger...but that's another entry.
My point is that you would think this gave me leeway when my mouth lets escape a pointed remark in a fit of delirium. (See: running late for class)
I've found that, instead, people tend to REMEMBER. EVERY. EXACT. WORD I SAID. For yearsss after the fact. I mean, I'm absolutely ecstatic that people are apparently hanging on my every word, that was a little dream of mine, but when my roommate remembers an offhand remark I said that, according to reports, was arrogantly dismissive, it gives me pause. Also...I don't sweat small stuff, so although I'm sure it wasn't as vitriolic as she perceived it, I have no other context to place that in besides her view, since I filed that memory away, oh say, about 5 minutes after it happened. I guess what I'm trying to say is.... I SWEAR I'M NOT A PURPOSELY BAD PERSON (insert sob) LEAVE ME ALONNEEE
Also, it's so weird how something that you say offhand with absolutely no strong feeling or thought behind it can live on for years as a virtual clothespin stuck on someone's nose. (...Interesting analogy. I like this blogging thing; it makes me sound vaguely intelligent.) Although we're good friends, she will always remember that exchange, as well as my defense years later when she told me. It's...it's actually a little creepy.

And that was my allowance of paranoia for the day, back to being cheerfully disaffected!