“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.” – Oriah Mountain Dreamer
I’ve seen this quote before, but when Jess shared it last week it really hit home.
I don’t care how much money you make.
I’m not going to judge you based on your job title.
I have friends who are teachers, marketing professionals, engineers, actors, still finishing school, physician’s assistants, physical therapists, IT consultants, personal trainers and so much more. Do I like certain friends more because their job title?
I care about the things that make up you – what do you love doing? where is the coolest place you traveled? the funniest thing you’ve ever done? your biggest triumph? your biggest failure? what do you believe? what do you support?
So often I get asked what I do and truth be told, I hate talking about it. I would much rather say I teach workout classes and run a blog than talk about my marketing degree, or the current job I have.
I think people base so much of their worth off a job. WHO the eff cares. I get it, we all need to survive and make money, but don’t you dare think you’re better than the Starbucks barista you see every day because you make four times the amount they do.
I think a lot of society (at least in the United States) focuses on letting your work position define you – which couldn’t be further from the truth for some people
I’ve held a lot of positions in my working “career.” In the past almost 10+ years I have worked as:
a fitness instructor
a volleyball & swimming coach
a sales associate at the GAP
a babysitter + nanny
a gym supervisor
a physical therapy assistant
a digital marketing intern
a sales development representative
a regional marketing specialist
Heck, at 12 my best friend and I convinced a local shop to agree to sell our handmade glass beaded bracelets and divide the profits. We even had business cards.
Would you think of me differently if I introduced myself as a fitness instructor instead of a marketing specialist?
As a nanny instead of a salesperson?
None of these positions change who I am at my core, but they all hold different connotations.
Your job title doesn’t make you. How you treat others, and yourself, what you believe, what you stand up for, what you work hard for…those are the things that make you.
Thanks to Casey for snapping these in STL last month! And have a great week!
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