Robot Me

My mom just asked me how my work was today (I just started working for this immigration attorney representative as an administrative assistant) and it bothered me that she asked. Right now, I can think of two reasons why it bothered me: first, I think it's pretty obvious what an administrative assistant does so I thought the question was unnecessary; and second, I don't like the job and the fact that I had to explain to her what I do thwarted the attempts to avoid thinking about it. Now that I'm writing about it, I believe it is more of the latter.

The reason why I don't like the job is because my intellect and philosophy is not required. Everyone tells me that this is how people start off, and I agree. Most people do have to start at the bottom and then work themselves upwards. But to put it frankly, I'm impatient. My mom tells me that there are many things to be learned even at the bottom, and I agree. She says, “These skills might be useful, you never know!” Again, I don't believe she is wrong. But I think the main point I'm trying to make is that I should use my mind when I work; I want my potential to be realized. I don't want to be a robot!!!

I believe these skills that my mom speaks of can be acquired even if I don't start at the bottom. And if I really do need these skills in my future, I trust myself enough to be able to learn them along the way. So the main obstacle is to get a job that requires my mind, but I don't know how to do it. I think, in this situation, my greatest ally would be luck. It is very probable that from now till I'm 30, I will be nothing more than a robot...a robot who wants to be a real human.