Its time to come clean....

I've always hated the term "guilty pleasures". And I've got a lot of them. But why should we feel guilty about something that makes us feel good? There are so many things in this world that can drag us down, and we don't let ourselves sit back and enjoy life often enough. As long as your guilty pleasure isn't something harmful (at that point it stops becoming a guilty pleasure) then why not indulge in it and enjoy it? So in an effort to support everyone in coming clean and owning their guilty pleasures, here are mine (in no particular order).

Reality tv. It sucks me in. Yes I realize its completely unrealistic and staged. And yes I realize it has absolutely no ethical, moral, or educational value. But I'm absolutely in love with the mindlessness of it all.

Chick lit. This is similar to reality tv. No value other than being mind numbingly fabulous.

Red meat. Its kind of embarrassing to be that girl eating steak and cheeseburgers in a sea of grilled chicken and salad eating girls. I don't care. Its delicious.

Cosmopolitan. Please Cosmo Gods, tell me what to wear and eat and how to paint my nails and how to do my makeup and how I should cut my hair just so that I can do none of it because I'm just not that trendy.

Sex and the City. I will always always always be madly in love with this show. And by the way, its not pointless or mind numbing. There's a lot of depth to it if you can get past the bad 90's fashion.

String cheese. Enough said.

What are some of yours??

Whistle while we work

I've been waiting tables for almost five years now. I love to hate it. I've got a bachelor's degree, and graduated with a 3.9 GPA in 3 years. A few months ago, I decided it was time to leave the world of beer and chicken wings, and venture off into the "real world" and put my degree to use. I got a job as an office/production manager with a small construction company. I lasted two months. My foray into the real world ended with me back in the restaurant industry, or as we call it in the restaurant world, "the industry". I couldn't do it. The money was ok, the people were ok, but seriously. Sitting at a desk for 9 hours a day, 5 days a week was ridiculous. I was good at my job, but I felt less than productive. In fact, I felt downright unproductive and lazy. I spent a good majority of my day playing around on Spotify and hiding behind my monitor playing Angry Birds on my phone. Also, since I was salaried with no bonuses, I felt like I had lost control of my income. Waiting tables I can (to a certain degree) control how much money I make. Its all up to me. Of course waiting tables isn't for everyone, but it did make me think about corporate America.

How much time do people with "real jobs" spend being productive? A couple of my really good friends who have "good jobs" spend more time on Facebook and more time talking to me and texting me throughout the day than they do actually working. And this is by no means a poor reflection of the work ethic my friends have. Nearly all my friends leave restaurants for their 9-5 jobs, and all of them are hard working people. They know what it means to earn a dollar. But once you get behind a desk, its different. Is there really something you can be doing every second for 9 hours 5 days a week? Highly unlikely. I know there are some powerful people with powerful jobs out there who's days are completely full and productive. But why is corporate America structured this way? Does everyone need to work 40 hours a week to get stuff done? Maybe if we spent less time at work, we'd be more productive. Wouldn't 30 productive hours a week be more beneficial to everyone than 40 hours where only 20-30 of them are spent actually working?

For those of you with real jobs, happy Thursday! Your week is almost over!