Calling
Sometimes, usually when I'm particularly disappointed in myself or when I read a certain blog, I wonder if maybe I missed my calling. Sometimes I wonder if I could have been a doctor. Why not? I used to be smart. Now, I'm not so sure. On the last day of my Marketing class I did a (voluntary!) presentation. The presentation was fine. Afterwards was the problem, when I stared out at the sea of faces and raised hands and tried to field questions. Anyways, if I were a doctor, I suspect there'd be way more opportunities to help people and make a difference, rather than if I were an executive working for a money-hungry conglomerate. But of course, it's too late now and I think there's a reason I was steered towards this direction. Maybe this is my calling.
Sometimes, usually when I'm particularly disappointed in myself or when I read a certain blog, I wonder if maybe I missed my calling. Sometimes I wonder if I could have been a doctor. Why not? I used to be smart. Now, I'm not so sure. On the last day of my Marketing class I did a (voluntary!) presentation. The presentation was fine. Afterwards was the problem, when I stared out at the sea of faces and raised hands and tried to field questions. Anyways, if I were a doctor, I suspect there'd be way more opportunities to help people and make a difference, rather than if I were an executive working for a money-hungry conglomerate. But of course, it's too late now and I think there's a reason I was steered towards this direction. Maybe this is my calling.
