This week is more work days along with a demo in morph tags and lip synching. "This may not be useful to you right now," Ms. Licata had told us. "but it may come in handy for your other projects later down the road." I may need to do a little when the boy calls out on the corner. Or when the female makes an "O" face. (not like that...perverts). Anyway moving on. Worst part of this week, audio driven animation. Just stick a knife through me. I know that in this profession, beggars really cannot be choosers, and that bums me out. Have you ever noticed that? People either have a job that they really love but may not get paid a whole lot of money, or they have a crappy job, listen to "Highway to Hell" as they drive into work, but get paid a boatload for it. I think my worst fear of getting a job is ending up in a cubicle. You know an actually cubicle, a pencil pusher. Doing the same, for lack of a better and appropriate word that will not get me in trouble, boring thing over and over again for the rest of my natural born life. So I will ask you? What would you rather have? A job that makes you happy that pays minimum wage, or a job that you absolutely loathe but are paid handsomely for?
P.S.
What is the difference between a job and a career? And do not go to an online dictionary or look up the actual definition of it. In your own words, what is a job and what is a career. Then what is the difference?
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