Your Job
Imagine if your job...
Paid just above minimum wage...
Required you to stand on your feet all day...
And you were damp for most of it.
What would you do?
Bitch?
Complain?
Mope around?
Ricardo is his name. He works at the car wash. His job is very simple. Look and make sure nothing is going to get hung up on your vehicle. Guide you in. Point to the "neutral, hands off the wheel" sign and spray the bugs on the front.
But every damn time this dude is smiling, happy, and gives the double thumbs up.
And that job sucks.
But that's not your job.
Your job is actually pretty good.
Think about it.
The good outweighs the bad by far.
What do you do at your job?
How do you act?
What are you doing with the opportunities you have?
Can you not control your own emotions? Why?
You control your life.
WORK>LUCK
Look in the mirror.
BE BETTER.
DO THE WORK.
TRAIN OR DIE.
Paid just above minimum wage...
Required you to stand on your feet all day...
And you were damp for most of it.
What would you do?
Bitch?
Complain?
Mope around?
Ricardo is his name. He works at the car wash. His job is very simple. Look and make sure nothing is going to get hung up on your vehicle. Guide you in. Point to the "neutral, hands off the wheel" sign and spray the bugs on the front.
But every damn time this dude is smiling, happy, and gives the double thumbs up.
And that job sucks.
But that's not your job.
Your job is actually pretty good.
Think about it.
The good outweighs the bad by far.
What do you do at your job?
How do you act?
What are you doing with the opportunities you have?
Can you not control your own emotions? Why?
You control your life.
WORK>LUCK
Look in the mirror.
BE BETTER.
DO THE WORK.
TRAIN OR DIE.