Opportunity Vs Dreams
I haven’t been on this earth long, only 6539 days, or 17 years, 47 weeks and 2 days. Young I may be but I still wish to share the snippets of wisdom I have learned over the past few months on my *totally not a cliche* gap year. In January of this year I was presented with the opportunity of a lifetime. To intern as an asset manager in Switzerland. Not a job I had considered when sifting through uni applications, though I was thoroughly caught up in the excitement of it all.
To be able to live in a town I’d dreamed of living in since I was a child and knowing I had the security of a job when I was out there was really like having life handed to me on a plate. So I hopped on a plane, wide eyed and full of ambition. My companions for the bus journey over to Chamonix had rather more common work places for the youth of today, working in bars and as cleaning staff so they could ski on the weekend. Being the 17 year old working in investments, I surely was the anomaly. I arrived at the giant motorised gate of my anything but humble chalet. It was a few hours later I learned lesson number one. Never fucking live with your boss. I admired this guy immensely. Climbing, running, cycling, we had many similar interests, the set up seemed ideal. What I failed to clock was the fact that successful, capitalist bankers tend to have focused and selfish personalities. Which would be fine if they were happier. His biggest attribute was also his biggest flaw. Being so focused on money, and business related goals shows incredible commitment but doing it for such long periods of time makes people forget what actually matters.
Having learned a lot about work and about myself, I am happy to have shut the door on that opportunity to follow a dream. Which brings me to where I am now, working in a supermarket. But it’s all part of the plan. Grafting in my hometown has allowed me to save enough money to buy a ticket half way around the world with my bike. I endured the opportunity and now I’m off to ride the dream.