Dreaming of In-n-Out
So...I started looking into doing something else. For whatever reason, I got totally fixated on working at In-N-Out. I even got an application, filled it out, and stuck it on my bulletin board at work as some sort of weird inspiration. I think it just comforted me to know that I had a Plan B.
I wondered if it was just the project, which meant I should stick it out to finish the job and then move onto a new team. But I realized that I had to quit because I was so miserable being a consultant. I didn't want to break my mother's heart though. She was pretty unhappy when I dropped out of college after sophomore year. "What I telling my friends? I never hear the chinese kids not finishing the colleges!!" I couldn't imagine what she'd tell people if her software consulting daughter was now making hamburgers, even if the burgers ARE fresh and not frozen.
So, for whatever stupid reason, I decided that I'd go to law school instead.
Seven years later, and I'm sitting in my office feeling totally over-worked on a mismanaged, nightmare case. My practice group just went through a huge transition (old firm dissolved), and I'm not so fond of the new corporate overlords. I'm not sleeping, I am working all the time...I am exhausted all the time. It's like I'm someone else and living in a fog all the time. I am hating my life.
The other day, my mom got so sick of hearing me complain, that she actually suggested that I go and get an application from In-n-Out. Perhaps it's a sign from God.