i love my job.

it's the best. lol.

that sounds cheesy. but i do love it. i've even missed it. i've missed working. how crazy is that? its not really about the money - although money's good - its more about the atmosphere i'm working in. the people i work with. its kind of hard to describe. at the bank i'm sure we'd refer to this as the "Merchants culture." haha.

i think possibly my favorite part is that i'm treated as an equal. i'm on the same footing as everyone else, even though i'm in college. people value my opinions. people ask me questions. people want to know about me. they want to know what i think. and that's really cool. its really gratifying. and its still sort of shocking to me. and its sort of shocking that i know enough to give educated advise or opinions on things at work too. i've learned so much. anyway, i just hope that when i go off into the big bad real work of work that i find just as good of a job. that's what i'm really nervous about. my mom and i were talking about this, and she said that at least i'll know what i'm looking for when i get out there. at least i'll be able to ask the right questions. and i can pick and choose where i want to work. find where i'll fit. and i agree with that.

...but can i really afford to be picky? with the economy the way it is. i suppose i could just wait it out. i mean i don't really want to be stuck in a job i don't like. or a company i don't like working for. i guess i've just been thinking about this stuff lately because i only have one year left. in a way, finding the right job seems to me like almost trying to find the right boyfriend. i have all these things i bring to the "relationship" and so does the company. and we have to fit together. we have to like each other. we have to make sense as a team. and i would want a company to respect, value, and trust me. just like i would a guy.

i feel the analogy has gone a little too far. lol. but you get the point. and i think i've just talked myself into being selective about a job. go blogging for that. its good for getting the thoughts out. getting them to make sense.

i'm in the midst of watching a season 2 episode of Alias. i remember that i watched it with my parents for a while when it first came out...then i stopped for some reason. can't remember why. but its so good. so so good. and now i'm rewatching it. because i think i only saw the first half of the first season.

and i saw 17 Again last night. which is that movie with Matthew Perry turning into his 17 year old self aka Zac Efron. i was telling Sammi that i find that transformation a little hard to believe. but hey...i guess you never know. we'll just have to see what Zac Efron looks like is 25 years. anywho, i loved the movie. yes, i know, you can think i'm lame for that. but it was really funny. and cute. and believe it or not, Zac Efron brought some acting chops to the table. i mean, he was crying on screen. like some real, raw emotion crying. and he was so funny. there were some great moments between him and his kids and wife - i know, strange because he's 17 - but still. i was impressed. and hey, he's not bad to look at for 2 hours.