Oh, Bachman-Turner Overdrive, I know I was bitchin’ about my job the other day, and yes, it’s not great what with me afraid to leave my office for fear of running into several people that could easily fire me, but then again, what else am I going to do? Seriously, Bachman-Turner Overdrive, I’ve had a job since I was 16 or 17, and before that I was doing farmwork. I didn’t have a job during my freshman year of college, which, let’s be honest, would have theoretically kept me out of at least some trouble. Probably. But other than that, other than a 3-month stint in ’03 while I was job hunting after moving to Austin, I’ve earned a steady paycheck.
My point is, Bachman-Turner Overdrive, is we all need that cheddar. Sure, it would be great to be self-employed, but let’s be real, I’m not that talented, driven or smart. I’ve tried my hand at screenwriting and comic book publishing and latch hooking, all with the thought that “THIS is it! THIS is what I’m going to do with my life!” And yes, I’m doing some of it with my life, but it’s not paying the mortgage. Or anything else. So just like every other schmo, I’m heeding the alarm clock (i.e. my wife) warning and getting to work. And sure, there’s the threat of losing my job constantly hanging over me, but until that inevitably happens, I actually am doing some good beyond just collecting a paycheck, and that’s not an easy thing to find in this world. So yeah, Bachman-Turner Overdrive, I’m jealous that guys like you can make such ridiculously awesome music like this and that’s what you do and that’s how you pay the bills, but I’m of the age where I can accept it ain’t gonna be me up there with you on that stage or at that comic book convention or even at that latch hook crafting expo. But I’ll be takin’ care of business anyway.