Being 28

SEPTEMBER 15, 2014


Just yesterday, I was asked “What do you want to do with your life, Jenn?”  I laughed because I don’t know.  I said, “I’m 28, I have no idea what I want to do.”

When asked what my passion was, I explained that my passions have absolutely nothing to do with work.  I have a desire to travel the world, learn a lot of shit, and be happy.  I don’t have a passion to work.  I work so I can have money to do things (and also so I can take showers and not live under a bridge).  “Jenn Cummings, free spirit” was the response.  Well, I guess if that’s what you want to call it.

I work in retail (which is apparently not cool), but I make good money; enough to buy a new house, a new car, travel, and basically do whatever I want without living in debt.  I am also not married, I have no kids, and I get drunk and disorderly on occasion with friends.  I hate when people tell me I “need to think about the future” because I’m “almost 30″ (Shut up, shut up, shut up!).  And they have all of these expectations based on what?  Age? People were a lot less judgy when I was 27.

Recently at work, I saw a girl who went to high school with me.  I was asking her how everything was going and since people love to talk about themselves, she jumped all over it.  She pulled out her phone and showed me all three of her children and pointed out her boyfriend in the store.  “He’s not the father, but we’ve been dating for like six months so we got engaged.  We’re moving in to his apartment in like two weeks when my lease is up, so that should be fun with two bedrooms!”  Ummm… yeah.  Sounds like a freaking blast.

I pretended to be genuinely interested in the conversation and then she asked me things like “How long have you been working here?”, “Are you married?”, “Do you at least have a boyfriend?”, “You don’t have kids, either?  Oh.”  And then she said something that made me want to shove the hanger I was holding down her throat “So, what have you accomplished?”  I lost my take-the-high-road attitude and politely ridiculed her life without her knowing it.

“Well, we probably have different ideas as to what an accomplishment is. (Big smile!)  Having three kids out of wedlock before finishing college and getting married to someone who wears his pants below his ass sounds more like misery to me, so I haven’t done anything like that! (Giggles obliviously).  I did graduate from FSU, got a good job – actually I run this place – I’ve been to seven, no eight!, countries and I taught myself French, among other things.”

“Wow, must be nice.”  Yeah, it is nice.  I believe in responsibility and birth control.

Trust me, I have my shit together.  I’m also not trying to compete with anyone else’s life events.  So, if you’re one of those people with a mental checklist of expectations, throw it out. Leave us 28s alone.  We’ve got this.

On se reparle plus tard,



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