for the love of money

The O'Jays definitely said it best. It's crazy what people will say or do for the love of money.

My dad used to work at Rich's Department Store. He worked there for a hella long time, only to quit when my little brother wrote this letter in 4th grade saying he wanted his daddy home for christmas. At Rich's, biennially, they have inventory, when they count up all the stock in the store. People talk about inventory the way someone would talk about getting a spinal tap... they hate it. They are apparently the shittiest 2 weeks of the year.

My mom and dad told me that I should do it. I didn't really want to... but because of their persisting and statements like, "Why wouldn't you want to do it? Everyone wants a little extra money! What is wrong with you? You need the experience," I am doing it. I don't want to. I would love to stay home and do nothing next week... my LAST week of doing that. But now I have to work from 6 am to noon for $6 and hour.

When I told my parents that I didn't want to do it because of it's bad reputation, my dad was like, "No one is 100% content with their job." Well that sucks for them. Why would you want to work in a job that you don't enjoy? That makes no sense whatsoever. If you can't wake up every morning and enjoy what you are going to do that day, then why do it? What is your motivation? I mean, my dad should know... HE QUIT RICH'S for goodness sake.

Whatever... "money, money, money, money... MONEY."