I work in the music industry and recently ran into a bit of a problem. I don't like it anymore. I love the music, but it's the people that I hate. How do
I deal with this new dilemma? I'm in too deep to just up and bail.
Sick of the biz.
Dear SOB -
No one REALLY likes his or her job. If they did, everyone would just volunteer instead of working. And don't give me that laddling out watered down ketchup soup to homeless people on Thanksgiving Day crap - are you going to go walk into Citibank and say, "Hey, Mr. Weill, can I please do a cash forecast for your branches located in Lagos, Nigeria for free?" No. Why? 1) Because work is designed to numb the senses and kill the soul; 2) You know that Sandy Weill would jump at the chance to put a few extra coins in his side pocket; and 3) If you did end up in Lagos, you'd go find that guy who solicited you over the internet for your bank account number.
So, SOB, suck it up and stop being a cry baby. If you really can't stand your position in life, do what all other Americans do: get a nose job, go on a reality TV show, and wait it out until retirement. Assuming Social Security still exists by then. But that's a whole other story.
Thank you for writing.
I was so concerned about what you wrote that I sent something to Biz Markie, because nobody knows the biz like the Biz. I received the following response:
We did receive your email in regards to advice for "Sick of the Biz", however at this time Biz Markie does not have a response.
Please do not hesitate to call me with any questions, comments and/or concerns. My office number is xxx. I am available, Monday through Friday from 10:30 a.m. - 6:00 p.m. eastern time.
[ name withheld ]
So there's that.