Backstory: None of my co-workers will leave me alone about "actually doing something with my life." They keep telling me I need to update them on when I "actually do something". I consider living, breathing, playing with my dogs, going out for coffee, etc. "actually doing something". They keep telling me the only way I can possibly live is to devote 60 hours of my week to sitting in an office behind a computer and obsessively climbing a career ladder. I keep telling them I want to get a job I actually enjoy and make a modest salary and have time to do what I consider living, and they keep ignoring me. Why do they care that I don't want to become a suit-wearing professional so damn much?
Backstory: None of my co-workers will leave me alone about "actually doing something with my life." They keep telling me I need to update them on when I "actually do something". I consider living, breathing, playing with my dogs, going out for coffee, etc. "actually doing something". They keep telling me the only way I can possibly live is to devote 60 hours of my week to sitting in an office behind a computer and obsessively climbing a career ladder. I keep telling them I want to get a job I actually enjoy and make a modest salary and have time to do what I consider living, and they keep ignoring me. Why do they care that I don't want to become a suit-wearing professional so damn much?
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