At age fifteen, I began to work. I wanted my OWN money to spend or save as I pleased. At seventeen, I couldn't wait to turn eighteen so I could work as summer help at Greene Tweed (where my father worked and they hired college kids) and earn union wages. Damn! I was raking in the bucks.
At twenty-one, I moved to Texas fresh out of college, so green, eager to be all corporate. Oh yeah - I had the padded shoulder power suits. Evenings, studied and got my MBA. Ready for my career!
Pretty soon, I realized I wanted to do a good job and I did. BUT, I did not want to work a zillion hours, kiss butt, or play the game that hard. So I settled into the regular rat race. Changed jobs a few times. Earned decent money.
Now after fifteen years at Omega Research, I retired as of Friday 12/17/21.
It is Monday December 20th and I can throw away the clock. No 6 am alarm (unless I'm up to catch a plane to an exotic location). No gulping lunch in fifteen to thirty minutes. Time is on my side now baby. I am in control.
I can take a walk, take a nap, sweep the patio, sit on the patio, do nothing, dream of everything.
Look out world - another young senior is loose.
