I scared Adam the other day. In fact, he recoiled in horror, or shock, thinking I had flipped my lid and there was something wrong with me. It was something regarding my desire to go back to uni. Yes, you heard it right… I’m thinking that in the next few years, yours truly will be back at the books… I have decided I will go on and do an MBA (Masters of Business Administration) at Macquarie Uni, a very reputable uni for such things and conveniently just up the road I’ve been at my new job for 5 months now, and despite me still being on a steep learning curve, I can see that in 3 or so years time I will be wanting to move on… I’m ambitious and know that I want to be in a certain place by a certain time… I don’t like to be stagnant. It’s also the fact that I’m extremely competitive… I see these young spunky 30 year olds in suits playing the corporate executive game and I say to myself “you know what… I can do that. They’re nothing special… just right place right time with the right training”. Everyone’s been saying that about Gen Y… they’re young, educated and ambitious, and the job market at the moment is very much in their favour. Job loyalty is a thing of the past, the young worker of today has passion and drive to take on far greater tasks than their more senior counterparts, and there really seems to be no limit. Well that, and if you want to buy a house in Sydney these days apparently you need to earn well over 6 figures! The good news is that I don’t intend on doing the MBA for a few more years… possibly 2009 or so. By that time I will have the required 5 years professional experience behind me, plus more years as a engineer “on the coal face”. I’ve always thought that the best managers need to have experience getting their hands dirty with the technicals and operations before they can command any respect with the decisions they make. I would be no exception. I’m not sure why, but at the moment I’m feeling very ambitious and thinking about where I want to be in 10 years time… it’s a good thing |
Browsing Posts published in September, 2007
It’s good to know I still have it! The other night I released my inner party queen and headed out to Homesexual, which for those not Sydney-based is a huge gay dance party hosted by Home Nightclub. Adam and I had been looking forward to it for some time, as it’s been about 20 months since our last time out there. Anyway, Adam lasted until about 1am, when unfortunately he felt sick and needed to go home. He insisted I stay and have fun, so I put him in a taxi and headed back in. And what a night! I haven’t had a good night out like that in a long time. Ran into a lot of people, including Drew and his man Lee, who Adam and I had the pleasure of meeting at the recent blogger’s meet a few months ago. Drew’s got a gorgeous Beagle named Lucy who I’ve threatened will ultimately have to meet Shelton, our over-gregarious Labrador. He and Lee make a gorgeous couple… was truly a pleasure. Whilst on the balcony, a very hot blonde boy catches my eye and suddenly there’s the look of recognition…. this was Simon, who was in my commerce and engineering classes at uni! I remember when I was in class at uni I couldn’t work him out… he was incredibly hot, friendly, but it appeared he had a girlfriend. Not any mooooooooore! He came to his senses about a year ago, and has had a boyfriend for almost as long. Good on him I say! He wasn’t the only twinkie to say hello that night… maybe it was the occaision, but I did seem to gain a lot of attention from a fair few boys, which was great for the ol’ ego. One blonde twinky however was very … flattering… and within seconds of talking was already trying to work his “magic” with his hands. Realising what he had in mind, I told him I was flattered but spoken for. “oh, no matter” he says. Didn’t change a thing, did it? Couldn’t get rid of him all night. Even had to enlist my friends to dance with me and edge me away from him. I honestly thought he was going to follow me home at the end of the night. Oh well… stalkers just mean I must be interesting, right? **laughs nervously** One thing I’ve learnt from that night though is that nearly all of them had such perfect bodies… drool fest obviously, but quite intimidating! I was back at the gym today, giving myself a goal that by New Year’s, and the ensuing festivities, I will have a body I can be proud of. Vain, I know, but I need any excuse I can get to improve my overall health and self-image. So any motivation is a good motivation in my eyes And before I sign off… apologies for so long between posts… often I’ve sat down, and thought of something to write, but the words just didn’t flow. Or they started to flow, but stopped half-way, and made no sense when I tried to pick it up again. And I wouldn’t want to write a shit post, would I? |
Adam’s left me.
Fled to another state, in fact. The house feels so empty… sure it means I get to watch movies and drink scotch in bed, but it’s not the same without having someone growling at me whenever I do it. *sighs*
The lucky sod is up in Hervey Bay, enjoying time in a spa overlooking the beach, whilst his poor downtrodden boyfriend is stuck in the office and the only time I get on a plane is to go to Canberra.
Y’see, last Friday he quit his job. Gave notice on Friday afternoon, walked out the door and into a week’s holiday.
OK, have I dramatised it enough yet? I think so.
Adam was determined not to be in Sydney for APEC week… like the rest of Sydney, he cannot understand why they had to hold the “ceremonies” in Sydney, and shut down a world city so a few people can have a meeting. Why couldn’t they go to Canberra, we all ask? Hell, you could shut down the entire city, put up road blocks in and out of the place and fortify Parliament House with tanks and nobody would care. Hell, nobody would even realise!
The poor boy’s needed a break, and has now left his job to devote all his energies into his newly-formed business which he’s running out of our spare bedroom. It’s an exciting time, but also a little freaky as new businesses often are. Oh well… at least Shelton will get more walks during the week!
Wow… no wonder I don’t blog as much. From the time I started the post until now it’s been 1.4 hours, 1.25 scotches,2 cigarettes and 3 phone calls. How do you other guys find the time to do it?? grrrr!!!
In the meantime, I’ll leave you with this photo that our American friend Skywardxplosion took of us when we were walking around what is now a “Forbidden Zone”.
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