I'm a real boy!
Saddu and I have now experienced the "real/fake job" phenomena. Apparently, there are some jobs that are "real" and some that are not, meaning they are "fake." I am somewhat puzzled by this job-tier that exists in people's minds. What exactly makes a job "real" and another fake?
We discovered this by having people ask us again and again when we were going to get jobs. Giving them puzzled looks, we reply, "I work at the grocery store/I work at McDonald's" repectively and the response is overwhelmingly the same. They look at us, then their faces brighten as if they've discovered why we acted confused and they know how to fix it. "No, no! a REAL job!" Um...don't I get paid with the same money you do? Do fake jobs have a different currency that can only be used in certain places?
Another interesting piece of this puzzle is that there are LEVELS of "fake jobs." McDonalds certainly ranks among the lesser of the fake jobs, while other fast-food establishments i.e. Subway, KFC, Sonic, Dairy Queen (clearly the highest of the fake jobs) rank higher. What causes this? I am perplexed. I wonder at what point a job becomes "real?"
posted by girl @ 5:12 PM
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I think my job is fake!
Some day I should show you the letter my father wrote to me telling me that I should start to do something meaningful with my life. No, this was not written when I was in high school or college, or before I had kids. It was written two years ago.
I thought it was funny, and then I sort of filed it away. I don't save letters, but for some reason I saved that one. Last summer Amy found it and was very confused. She walked into the room holding it and asked "When was this letter written?" When I said last year, we both busted out laughing.
Needless to say, I couldn't give a *language* about parental approval.
--gh
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