Graduation ceremony

I accepted a offer. When I started to work I was offered a deal, since I never graduated college, I had a hard time finding a job. Because my boss desperatley was looking for workers, because there is always a shortage of people where I worked before. The company, the factory. Yes, I worked in more factories than I can remember, but there was something different about this one. I had just finished becoming a Electrician. I was living with my parents, was looking closely of becoming 30 , and a bit overweight. So when my boss- A chemical Engineer - who besides having a good eye for making deals and producing large amounts of shampoo- could detect a decent person a mile away. we sat down for a few minutes. I heard him say: " you can keep your balance, work part time for now and low responsibility" I said: "what does that help me?" we both smiled. Me because I havn't worked in a decent place for a while, and my boss because he knew exactly what to say to keep me content- yet hungry. Everyone who starts a new job immidiatly expects full benefits. We quit our previous jobs to work more hours and more risk, it's a natural instict. So a full year afterwards, we agreed on full time job with a salary to it. It lasted 10 years. During that time, I left home, dated someone for 5 years, and kept in-touch with buddies from high-school. I'm sure I didn't realize I'd stay so long, time just past by. People married, had children. Me and my girlfriend dated, slept together and I expected my life to stay the same. When I met you for the first time, I didn't pay any attention. I met you at the toyshop in the local mall.

I heard you say: "what are you doing here"?

I suppose I wasn't suppose to be around toys. Toys are for kids. We went to grade school together. grew up in the same class all through high-school. You were the smartest girl in school. 15 years later you were maried with kids and I broke up with my girl friend. Slowly I came less and less to work. I was lacking the motivation. I stopped being a robot anymore. I was hungry inside, A feeling that always made me feel a bit uncomfortable. When I've used up all my vacation days, I had a chat with my boss. I still havn't realized i'm leaving never to come back. I asked her:

"Are you selling the company?"

After that question I realized it's over. I'm leaving not because I want to work harder, but because I'm actually tired of working in a factory peroid. My boss and I havn't spoken since. It's been two years since I left. I still think I might go study and come back, not sure what I'll do. Then something inside me says, Eli, for your own health- the best thing is to move forward. I think it's remarkable to this day, it doesn't matter when I quit- 10 years later- but I quit by wanting to buy the company. Everything in the company was convinient- nearby, nice people and runned by a warm and accepting family. At the time I was living with 2 roomates, and the appartment was always full of activity. My girl came and left, my roomates boy came and left and we conducted appartment meetings once a week. To better insure the symphany of the realanships between us, we had a counselor and a social worker. We all had our basket case. Life. I stayed in the appartment 10 years. I left it a few weeks before leaving work. It wasn't planned. I actually chose a appartment near work. It was located in a somewhat neglecte and unwelcoming inhabitates. But I knew many from work and managed to quickly find my spot in the warm yet welcoming community. It was actually the first appartment I looked at. I was able to save some money before leaving work, and to what happened after I left is still to be unkowned and unresolved. The sky is the limit. Everything is better than working in a factory for cosmetics. I'm not sorry I had to go through it, but it had it's limitations. I spent a lot of my time on the phone with friens catching up. Stress of always having to work long hours I suppose. I came around to help people. I currently got hired to work in a bookstore- switched cosmetics for used books and have learned alot from the factory. How to develop a product from beginning to end. How to ship large amounts abroad. Imagine during the pandemic opening as usual ( 50% staff -me included) because of being considered a "vital source of work- a great power of export". But where was I in the whole thing- everything was always about putting in the hours and working non stop with semi-automatic machins. Weighing and pilling creams of different sizes and shapes and textures. And the worst part- One year before I left I tried a programming course. I don't have anything against programming other than it's boring. To me it's still a warning sign. The duration doesn't matter what matter is the outcome. When my sister graduated her PHD in Biology my parents were exctatic. School has a big impact on my family and they take it seriuosly. My dad tried to Study his PHD three times in Economics untill he gave up. My sister Gtraduated two Masters in Statistics and Sociology. I'm certainly very proud of all of them. It's takes dedication and willpower. But not only, It requires stress and reaching your dreams and goals. The dreams come to life, and we reap what we sow. To leave a creation in our world, a small something for the beautiful of life. wheather it's harnessing our imagination, Art science and technology. As any competetion, School is one in some ways. Making our dreams reality. Thriving.