I looked for work for three months. I found some things, but none with a decent wage and without the requirement to sell his soul to the devil. I was happy with my projects and my work cartoonist, but sad not to find a stable chamba, until a week ago, I went as a proofreader, editor and mediotraductora a pharmaceutical advertising firm. I guess some people will sound ugly. But I am very happy because finally I'm learning and I have a decent and stable income.
What I like about this new job is people. Almost all are friendly and like my age. A doctor, also young, more than the head is My companion is a bread. Since we are at Christmas, they play the "secret friend," that is, each one receives gifts from someone whose identity is unknown, so there is a small bottle in the desk alipús foo, a computer prints in Somebody's niece, Greaves bag hanging from the window to perenganito, etc. Officially, I have a secret friend, because the papers were distributed prior to my arrival, but yesterday I received, in a non-secret, a piece of chocolate, and today, when I returned from lunch, I found a box with ribbon and chocolates. In another time, this would have seemed corny and silly. But now I see is a welcome and a display of cordiality.
My colleagues are doctors and designers. Understood: it is a rare context for me. Some ask me questions: "Is it correct to say such a thing? What do you think it means that expression? What is the application of philosophy? "The doctors have told me that when I send a mail, I am sorry that is badly written, and there are those who treat me as a partner more.
For good measure, I'm having fun because I know I will not be around for a long time. The safest thing is to do a masters, doctorate and later find something close to my ideas, I hope so is! Anyway, when I see office workers gnawed pants, shoes worn, leathery hands, I see your fatigue. I feel sad because I know that most likely they will spend the rest of his life doing hard work, monotonous and poorly paid. Then confirm what I really want: to find my trench and assume my responsibility.
What I like about this new job is people. Almost all are friendly and like my age. A doctor, also young, more than the head is My companion is a bread. Since we are at Christmas, they play the "secret friend," that is, each one receives gifts from someone whose identity is unknown, so there is a small bottle in the desk alipús foo, a computer prints in Somebody's niece, Greaves bag hanging from the window to perenganito, etc. Officially, I have a secret friend, because the papers were distributed prior to my arrival, but yesterday I received, in a non-secret, a piece of chocolate, and today, when I returned from lunch, I found a box with ribbon and chocolates. In another time, this would have seemed corny and silly. But now I see is a welcome and a display of cordiality.
My colleagues are doctors and designers. Understood: it is a rare context for me. Some ask me questions: "Is it correct to say such a thing? What do you think it means that expression? What is the application of philosophy? "The doctors have told me that when I send a mail, I am sorry that is badly written, and there are those who treat me as a partner more.
For good measure, I'm having fun because I know I will not be around for a long time. The safest thing is to do a masters, doctorate and later find something close to my ideas, I hope so is! Anyway, when I see office workers gnawed pants, shoes worn, leathery hands, I see your fatigue. I feel sad because I know that most likely they will spend the rest of his life doing hard work, monotonous and poorly paid. Then confirm what I really want: to find my trench and assume my responsibility.
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