I don’t want to go to fucking Comicpalooza, but that’s my problem.

I don’t want to go to fucking Comicpalooza, but that’s my problem.

Because of my job, I have to go to Comicpalooza and do something I don’t want to do.

I set goals for this week, and yes, I understand that 40-50 of my waking hours would be spent at my job, were part of my goals, but I also had the goal of five new blog posts and at least six thousand to ten thousand words written on Flake City. Additionally, I wanted to finish at least two knitting projects. How does one do that if they are spending free time at Comicpalooza? Or, if they are trying to calm their nerves from a long day around all the people at said place, how can they productively work on their goals in the evening?

With a lot of weed, I think. Or, what my boss calls, “A great attitude.”

Don’t worry, he isn’t stupid, he knows what it is.

I don’t want to go to the much-anticipated convention.

Plenty of people do, but I don’t like crowds, and that alone has me not wanting to go. My desire to work on my career goals and make my writing goals every week, make up the rest of my desire to not be there. So, I was pretty pissed when I found out I would have to attend, possibly for the entire weekend.

I can go into all the reasons I am angry, but it has to do with work stuff and the long and short of it is this: Employers only value you for what you can do for them, not for yourself. Some kinds of companies are on their last gas, and some are on their way up. It is our job to do our best job while we launch ourselves.

In this case, it means having to work this event I don’t want to work, even though it isn’t even really my job to do. But, maybe I can try and make it decent? People like us are getting ready to take over the world because of our unique way of looking at it, so why not rework the problem, rephrase it, and rise above it?

Not wanting to go is no excuse to not make it the best possible experience possible.

So that is what I have decided to do. After smoking enough weed to get to this place of Zen.

It is unlikely I will have time to type, but I always have my bullet journal, and I can jot down notes as I always do, and I could always take the vlogging camera and try and get some cool shots of the event, since it is a cool event. Bret is going, also because of work, so I am hoping we can also get some footage of the event, the people, or even the fun behind the scenes stuff for work.

Maybe my coworker and I will get a chance to show parts of the events on our Instagram stories, and help people who would be glad to have jobs forcing them to go, see the event. Just because I don’t want to go doesn’t mean I should have a bad attitude, because plenty of people would like to go, even if it was to work, so I should try and tap into that energy, instead of a negative one. Plus, everyone knows attitudes are contagious, and only good ones are worth catching.

Ultimately, a bad experience can be improved with mindset, but that mindset comes with a change in perspective and attitude, and you must be willing to have that change. For me, I went home, smoked a bit, (a few dabs and bong rips), and walked back to work. I had some lunch, and was able to make an adjusted writing schedule, adding some writing before work and after, to hopefully get my writing in, and thought about some fun pictures for a blog or two, about Comicpalooza. This way, I don’t have to worry about running out of material for this blog, either. Plus, who knows, maybe I will catch some thing funny on camera.

It all comes down to attitude, and while the world is wildly stupid and annoying, I can’t change that, no matter how much I try.

What I can change is the quality of smoke attitude I have. So, that is what I am doing, I am very lucky to literally work with some of the very best in the industry, and I get to spend some time watching them in their element and seeing them shine. If there is anything I love, it is watching people shine in their elements, so I am looking forward to this weekend. (Alien Rock Candy)

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❤ Abbi

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