Elsewhere, in my day job, I am being put on the management track. For additional responsibilities and decision making powers, I get a slight increase in my salary if and when I get promoted. The increment would probably not pay for a simple evening at a nice restaurant with friends; the only reason I want to get promoted is because of the fact that I want to have a say about management decisions that make no sense, and streamline processes so the business can run the way it should.
The business is by no means small, and the company has plans for expansion. Chances for advancement are aplenty, and despite my relative unpopularity among my colleagues because of my hardline approach and lack of much care for PR, the big boss of the company seems to like me.
On the road to passive income and financial independence, I don’t want to be caught fighting where I have to mooch to get things done, for scraps that my peers are bringing home as spare change after a night out. This is not how I want to succeed, and not something that I want to succeed for.
I just wonder why it’s sometimes so hard to tell myself that my world is bigger than this, that I know better, that, I shouldn’t really care.
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