W.S.E.
i never felt the pressure of being the only son until the past few days. it hasn't been pleasant. to be honest, i'm not exactly helping things either. i need to remember that i'm 27 years old and not a foul mouthed 5 year old. basically, my dad wants me to embark on a career path that i have no interest in. his career path. true, by doing so i could more than financially take care of my family if that's what my future holds. it's a job that has been very good to my family and one that could be just as good to my family's future. so what's the holdup? it's a dream job...it's just not my dream job. it's a point that has fallen upon the deaf ears of some family members. it's just...if i take this path my dad wants me to, i envision a future where i work everyday, make great money, my kids are spoiled from all the things i provide them, and then i crawl into bed just depressed because i'll be unhappy living someone else's dream. it would be a false life. so what is my dream? i don't know. well...professionally i don't know what it is. but i know what it isn't and that's my dad's job. i might be naive, but i like to believe that there's a job out there that i'll completely believe in. it might not pay well, but it'll be something i'll be happy doing. it's killing me because i know my dad is really disappointed by my decision. but my heart tells me it's the right decision to make and i have to make it. even if it means my dad and some family members viewing me as the worst son ever. W.S.E....get it? no? yeah....cross comedian off the job list.