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At work tonight, one of the waitresses was talking about going back to school. "I'm 40," she said, "I don't want to be doing this at 65."

I'm 24. I don't want to be doing this at 25.

I didn't say it, I just quietly constructed a plan. I need to find a better paying job I can hate, and while I'm at it, I should also look for a lower paying job I can love. Actually, the pay doesn't matter, I just want something that gives me good experience, maybe an internship.

Oh yeah, and school too. I'm going to do that again someday.

But first, I need to earn a shitload of money. I figure one shitload should be plenty.