A while back, I was working when a former co-worker came into the store. This guy, we'll call him Guy, started talking to the another co-worker I was closing with, we'll call this other co-worker Woman. So Guy starts talking to Woman, and they're talking for a long time which starts to annoy me since I'm supposed to be cleaning up with Woman. But I just decided to do the typical Asian thing to do and keep my irritation to myself while eavesdropping on their conversation.
Guy was talking about visiting Australia and possibly moving there. As I continued listening, I couldn't help thinking how ridiculous Guy was acting. His sole reason for moving to Australia was for a change of pace, which isn't a bad thing. The "bad thing" was that he had no definite plans. Guy didn't know what he was going to do, how he was going to support himself and I was about to blow my eavesdropping cover and ask him "what in the world are you thinking" when it hit me. It was the Chinese upbringing inside of me and the notion that everything has to be planned out that clashed with what I heard and made me uncomfortable. Yet why was I the one uncomfortable and not him?
There's something to be said about just up and leaving and doing what you want to do. This particular topic resonated with me because of my desire to go to Japan after graduation. Yet why does it have to be after graduation? Why not just hop on the next flight out of Omaha and go from there? Granted I'm not going to do that, I don't have the balls to and my parents have ingrained into me the need for a thought-out plan. So I will most likely be better off not going to Japan on an impulse and thinking it through first. But is being better off the better course? Do security and stability really outweigh the experiences I might otherwise have? Is it all worth the agonizing wait, especially on the nights where I feel suffocated just by being here?
What is it about my particular Asian upbringing that requires life be planned out step by step instead of just living it? So yeah, I will do what I've been planning to do, apply for the JET program and go from there and hopefully, things will work out fine. Yet what will I miss by taking things slowly instead of just jumping right in? Being prepared and testing the waters first seems like the reasonable thing to do, but since when was life supposed to be reasonable?
This commercial doesn't make much sense to me but it's an amazing commercial nonetheless. It gets me in the mood to fight more than eat a Snickers though. Maybe to fight for a Snickers...
