Confession of a Workaholic
I can't wait to get back to work. I've been on holiday for a week and I'm bored to death. This place is so bloody hot to go anywhere. The beaches are only about 20 mins drive from my place but I've no intention of turning myself into a homo sapien roast. I thought Mount Isa was hot, average summer temperature hovers around 45 degrees Celcius up there, but I found it easier to cope, dry heat is more tolerable. I hate humidity. I wonder which idiot built this lousy house I'm renting, it's a bloody sweatbox. Cold in winter, hot in summer. Even with all the doors and windows open it's still hotter inside the house than outside. :( The aircon is on full blast 24/7 but doesn't cool the place down effectively thanks to the poor/nil insulation. So here I am sitting on my big fat arse whinging.I miss going to work (no I'll not admit it's because of the aircon). Actually I don't see it as work because I really enjoy what I do. I work 6 days a week and I don't see it as a chore. I wonder how many ppl go to the dental school because they've a passion for dentistry, or because of the $ they thought they gonna get once they grad. No doubt it's a very secure job, unemployment rate for dentist is 0%, you can get fired today and get another job the next day, but if you don't like it you'll be miserable. I was chatting with my friend S the other day over the phone, she sounded depress, even more depressed than when she was in dental school. She hates her job. She's only in it because of the bling but no the bling didn't bring her happiness. How sad.











