5

That’s how many years I’ve been working for the same company. I remember the day I started not only did I arrive at a super crappy building in the ghetto but they had me doing data entry, something I never wanted to do. I said I’d stay maybe 6 months but I was going to be looking for something better. It’s still a super crappy building in the ghetto but I’m not doing data entry any more, or at least not much of it and the pros of working here out weigh the cons. My boss is super flexible, I like my hours, and the office is only 7 miles from home (but I do not live in the ghetto, well not really), I do get paid decent, and up until 3 years ago I had the coolest partner ever. Every once in a while I get antsy and look for other jobs, but I think they are pretty much stuck with me. And in another 5 years I’ll get a gold coin ooooooOOOoooo, and free heath insurance, or at least that’s the promises right now.