Why Me? (A little venting)

[matt cook]

I'm one of those people who have a decently good life - honestly, I cannot complain.


But....

I'm also one of those people for whom nothing can go 'right'

I have had a terrible past two weeks at work. I was really stabbed in the back by some people we work with - so bad that I can't sleep at night, and can't think to get my work done because I'm obsessing about it.

Get this - I work for a small non-profit, www.fobf.org
really it is just my dad and I. I love working with him.

I double majored in religion and philosophy, got a 4.0 in each, was the top student in each major, finished a year early, and have been out of college since 1996.

Lived for a while in Honduras and fell in love with the country - gave up getting my doctorate and decided to work to get healthcare into remote mountain communities. Now I coordinate this work from back in the states.

I work 6 day weeks and go to Honduras to work for my vacations. I made less than $12,000 last year.

The back stabbers said that my opinion wasn't important, because I didn't know what it was like to sacrifice for my work!

These are all people who only decided to do non-profit work after they had made their personal fortunes - literally, many are millionares. It is a essentially a hobby to them.

wtf?

My wife is 32 and ready to have a kid, we can't cause if she stays home we lose insurance, etc...etc...I know that I need to provide for my family, but I love my work. It is not like I'm making widgets, this job is very personal to me...

To cheer myself up I ordered some parts - my Christmas present to me; Crane 1.7 roller rockers.
Got them yesterday.

There is one nice unthreaded bolt in the bag of pedestal bolts. I know that this is a 25-cent part, but it really pisses me off that I can't even have 5 minutes of the shallow enjoyment that I have to seek out in material possesions.

Life must have been a lot easier in the 1950's when it was acceptable to just go out and become an alcoholic.