Return Of the Day Job: Episode I

In my pursuit of finding a day job in the wake of recent events, I was somewhat seduced into actually considering selling life insurance to retiring baby boomers. When one is jobless, their mind usually goes into survival mind.....How am I going to eat? How am I going to pay for stuff? How am I going to spend the rest of my life? What am I going to do for retirement?....what.........and the questioning keeps on going. Hearing an insurance 'recruiter' tell me the horrors of 'unexpected' health care costs and how these poor baby boomers are not going to have enough money to pay for nursing home care, sensitively named 'Long Term Care', it is very seductive, the promise of HUGE commissions, steady work, great retirement. In his words, "This is a career not a job." Do I sell out and begin dressing in shirt and tie, participating in motivational sales meetings, and building client 'relationships'? Nope. I take a measly hourly job working a hotel front desk essentially returning me to the annals of peasanthood in hopes of achieving something greater with music. The leap of faith continues. At least I no longer have to reinforce the existence of two blond demigods and aid in their delusional hopes and aspirations. I hear the beckoning of school once again, something I probably could not do if I was working in the 'exciting' career field of insurance sales. Training begins on Monday. Clear mind, Clear mind, Clear mind. NO Mind.