First day of work, as tired as I am, (as I've ever been in the last couple of months lol), it's pretty obvious why I have to get this all typed down.
But before I launch into the wide, kinda-stressful world of bookstore keeping-ship, I need to talk a bit about what happened the evening before, January 32nd. I was pretty excited cause I was gonna meet up with mah old mate, Taugehman. We're just supposed to meet up and talk for a short while and he sold me his fishing rod (FISHINGGG) and we met up so that he could hand the rod to me :D But then before that day he called me up and told me hey, Roshie Moshie is pretty free and have lotsa time, and since he lives near where we're meeting up, why don't we call him up and join us? Yeah no prob duh! So we met up at Secret Recipe, and Roshie Moshie came with white-formal-striped-shirt-black-pants-with-laptop-bag. I was like: "Bro, where you working lah" and he's like "Oh you'll see later." So we started ordering drinks. Then he told me about his work. First he took out his laptop. Then gave a presentation. About this product he's market-promoting. Some e-education package. Then he slowly, subtly led me to his business company coorperation, about investments, about partnerships, and then finally threw me a business proposal. And all that happened smoothly like it was natural. Like he just suddenly considered that idea, that I might invest in his business. No kidding. And it was no ordinary business. This business paartnership is about getting downlines, partners, not about selling the product itself. So the more partners you find, the company pays you for each "downline" you get. And for each downlines that get more of their own respective downlines, you again get more money, as a bonus. So apparently all you have to do is just do nothing, meet up some people (friends are so useful), get partners, and the money comes rolling in by the thousands. And a few of my friends, who are also in this thing, have already made their thousands. So it (probably) works. And its all business. And all the while Roshie Moshie was getting all hyped upped.
But I said no. How could I? Yeah mostly it's cuz I'm just 18 and haven't even thought much about business yet....But the whole thing just doesn't appeal to me. It's just not in my blood. I guess what really laid the groundwork for that decision is that I'm not obsessed with money. No money to me is just an inconvenience. A lot of money to me is just a convenience. I don't feel like I should be earning a lot, to enjoy life. Life can be easily enjoyed without money, please. And money is an earthly-possesion. And obviously it's in the Word of God that we should not get obsessed with earthly-possesions. They say money brings happyness. I say you don't know where to look for happyness. :P happiness. happyness. "happyness" sounds more happy don't you think?
But sigh, do I feel bad. I had to say no like four times. And after each time Roshie Moshie would ask why? and after I give my answer he'll shoot off into another inspiring story which, told to me, just makes me go: oh thats cool. good for the guy. Yeah but in the end, my friend was like, Its okay lah, failure is no problem. AHHHHH. Talk about guilt. He was okay with it. But I just had this feeling that, I was his first failure, and that just crushes me. :((((( But sigh. Hence the leaf twirls in the wind, away from the tree, ever away from grasp.
At least I got the fishing rod.
On second thoughts, I think I'll write my first day of work experience on another post, but you'll probably see this after you'd read that post, because that post would appear first, so the retard will keep talking and writing crap.
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