So, ok.
Since Im staying home from work anyway. I have time writing.
I studied arts from 15-18. Since drawing was the only thing i was really good at.
But I never really felt like it would take me anywhere so i got a job at a workshop for Buses.
Mainly more expensive vehicles who they were driving tourists around Europe in.
Three years in that place and then just pushed out on the street because of the economic situation at the time. I liked that place, I kept the place in order. Knew where every tool were supposed to be and ordered new equipment when needed. People there didnt bother if i played my cd's either. Then I studied religious science or what it's supposed to be called, which is really interestning, but i couldnt make the economic part so i took the job i have now. Sorting boxes and stuff, logistics. I was fine with just doing the hard labor, could listen to music all days and have like 80 colleges so the social part is great. But my back didnt like it so when i was asked to take a slightly higher position i just did. Im not sure i did the right thing now since im busy trying to work things out and make everyone else in my zone/area to work properly etc. Al least i get recognition for doing a good job but other things happen and the majority of things doesent work so my good statistics doesent really help much. just make them give me as much overtime i want. this place really breaks your spirit.