A secret blog containing the ramblings of a secret someone...
It's funny to me how sensitive people are about money. I guess, to a certain extent, I am too. I guess I don't really mean
sensitive, in the sense of it being a touchy issue--though it certainly is for many. Rather, I mean
sensitive, in that no one wants anyone else to know exactly how much they earn. Even though, often, that's all pretty obvious based on (often) unavoidable observables: the car that one drives, or the meals that one eats.
I'm dying to ask how much people are earning. And, why wouldn't I? Especially right out of college. Of course I want to sense what I'm worth--can I compare myself to those around me with similar credentials, skills, goals and (potential) jobs? How can I really know how much I am worth unless I know how much those are worth around me?
People always seem to be trying to make it known that "they're okay." That they don't need anyone else's help. I think that's silly. Take the help you need. Give a little later--when it all comes back full circle. Point being, people get so stressed out about things like paying for dinner or accepting gifts. I don't get it. I guess my philosophy is you pay if you want. And, if I want, I'll pay instead. It shouldn't really be that big of a deal.
Wow, I'm really out of blogging-shape.