Sydney Organa

The Daydreamer's Thoughts

Employee Thoughts Well, welcome to my mind. I work in a job where I have one job and one job only: to sell things, cars actually. So when no one is here and you've made the phone calls you need to make in a day, there's really not too much else you can get up to. So of course, like a small child, I sit here and imagine all of the things I could do if I had super powers, was rich, or just had a day off. I think about all the things I have to do this week (because if having a full time job isn't enough, I'm also a student athlete at my local university) and about how people should be able to order chicken nugget bouquets instead of flowers... Because let's be realistic, they're way more useful. I think about the possibilities that I'll have once I've graduated and get to work "for real" in a job that I love. And on those really rough days, I think about a rich, handsome, hilarious man that would come and steal me away and I'd never have to work again... Then I realize I'm not nearly attractive enough for that and continue making phone calls to disgruntled people who just want us to sell them things basically for free. It's really not a tough job, and I get paid quite well for the amount of effort I put forth on a regular basis, but that doesn't mean I can't dream, right?