"What do you really do?"

Every day an insecure person seeks to prove something to themselves by asking another person the all-annoying question, "So, what do you do for a living?"

People pursuing a passion despise this question. Yes, I just spoke for all of us.

I always mumble to myself, "Is that even an appropriate question to ask?"

"Um...I work with kids."

But that doesn't extinguish the flame in the comparer's "I'm-better- than-you" void.

"In what way?"

"Helping them be the best they can be."

"So you're a teacher?"

"Um...not exactly, but I teach them life skills. I do it at youth centers and stuff."

"Are you able to make a living doing that?"

"I make some money doing it and it's on the right tracks."

But what I want to say is, "Dude! Am I applying for a loan or something? Okay, you're better than me. You have a degree and a middle-class job. Groundbreaking! How much Netflix do you watch? Just let me sip some Merlot at this party."

But I don't. I don't want to spread a modicum of negativity because of them.

Instead, I remind myself of something more wholesome.

Rosa Parks isn't remembered for how much disposable income she had.

No one remembers if Harriet Tubman had a day job.

No one is checking Mother Teresa's net worth.

That person on their deathbed wishing they hadn't worked so much probably wasn't making a difference in people's lives.

Sure, this could be a way to deal with not having a lot of money. Maybe it is...but maybe it isn't.

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