LOOK AT ME, I'M A REAL LIFE BOY

So I'm all grown up now. Graduated again finally to this exciting world of real work. I'm doing what I've spent all these years working on – something I knew I'd love. Only it doesn't work out so perfectly. There is nothing romantic about work. Even in my profession. A profession that people get into because it's fun. It's fun! I hear all the time. I'm not sure if it's truth slapping me in the face or if it's just a bad first job. Never did I imagine that the creative world of advertising would resemble corporate Cubicle Hell. But it does...all too closely.

But yes, I was naive for expecting anything less. I work for a worldwide company who's more interested in money than creative success. Handjob anyone?

I've lost a little faith and passion for what I do in this short time. I need to get out of here before I start resembling the zombie-like former creatives who walk around with furled-lips and bitterness on their faces.

I'm working on it.