We are Borg

I've been hesitant about posting this for some time, but I think I have to finally accept it.

I have become part of THE MAN. I am a cog in the system. I hate it, but they say everyone has a price. I have found my price. I am on the fast track to a leadership role at work. Officially, I am a "team leader". Which is another way of saying "supervisor". Of course, I've got the training from my childhood. My childhood training kicked in this week and I've been hearing comments about my new role as supervisor.

Really, I had no choice. I could have declined the position, but three words rang in my ear the whole time.

ASHLEY COLLEGE FUND

I don't have anything saved up for her college yet and she is only five years away from high school graduation. I remember what it was like having to work full time while attending classes. It was a royal bitch. I don't want my daughter to have to do that. And don't even get me started on the difficulties involving marriage, family, work, and school all together. I would catch a bus at 5:30am for work, start class at 5:00 pm, run to catch the bus at 9:30 pm (after my last class), get home at 10:30 and study until 2:00 am. Repeat and rinse. Those few years were a blur.

So yeah, I may be part of the MAN. It's a price I'm willing to pay to hope that my daughter's future is easier than mine. They may make me part of their system, but they can't take away the resisitance in me. Viva la little man.