We all know the old adage "Choose a job you love, and you will never work a day in your life." often attributed to Confucius. Which I personally doubt was coined by him. To me it contains a modern English turn of phrase. Plus back in the 5th century you really didn't get to chose your career path. For the record, I also don't think he said "He who farts in church sits in his own pew."
But what do I know about translating ancient Chinese? About as much as Sarah Palin knows about, well, geography and teaching ten-agers about contraception. "I can see Russia. But I can't see Levi sniffing around my daughter." Boy that never gets old. Maybe it does. Nobody has spelled potato wrong for a laugh in a while. Time heels all idiots.
Anyway, no matter who said it. I believe it is true. With all due respect for the folks who do work often seven days a week for life at cleaning toilets and picking up garbage and what not. I have a great job. I often realize it on days that I am planning material for a new gig. Today I am at "work" deciding if I should rip my sister-in-law or my yoga instructor a new one in front of a group of total strangers. Obnoxious? Yes. Cathartic? Yes. Slander? No. Jackpot.
I know what you are thinking: "1. How can I do this? & 2. Why is she mad at her yoga instructor?" The first answer is "no." The reasons being is because you are sane, you are polite, and you don't want to live in your friend's basement. The second answer is because I freakin' hate yoga! I wanna like it. I do. I've got the yoga pants people. But every move just hurts. I can't stand all the students that take yoga either. Who sit around in the same poses that prisoners at Abu Ghraib were put in. But only with smiles on their faces pretending that it doesn't hurt in the same way that aged Floridians pretend it's not hot or the way Republicans pretend Fox News is fair and balanced. But that's just me. And maybe yoga is more relaxing for skinny people who boobs don't poke them in the eye when strike a pose. Whatever.
So in conclusion I will say it again. "Choose a job you love, and you will never work a day in your life." Unless you sign up for a yoga class. Or you watch Fox News. Or you have a nice sister-in-law. Then you are screwed.
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Michelle Tomko's comedy is a fervent blend of tomboy sensibilities courtesy of the older brothers she grew up with in the Midwest and the barrage of perimenopausal chaos the East Coast world has heaped upon her. She pulls her humor from everyday observations and classic stories of family, travel, pets, and adversity. With razor-sharp crowd work and improvisational skills to the rock-solid timing of a veteran performer, Michelle’s act is not to be missed!