After a hectic two weeks at work I have come to the realisation that I absolutely must become my own boss, sooner rather than later.
So today, while I have been studying for an exam for the degree that will help me get my business loan one day (degrees are only good for joining a big company, and that!), I have been trying to think of something I could do. After running that whole Asian gift basket project from start to finish, I reckon I could sustain myself by doing that as my own little business. Something that needs minimal, small-scale start up capital like a few grand. For the first few years I would live off the same income I'm on now, but once I start collecting professional services firms as clients, the sky's the frickin limit.
Ok so here's the plan:
Work in an existing company for 6 months to learn how this little industry works. Then leave and become the happiest woman alive knowing that I'll never again be spending 40 hours a week doing typing and data entry and other boring crap on a crappy wage so that the general manager can sit around merely telling everyone else what to do all while earning 750% of my salary. Early in the peace I realised I was not the office type; the last two weeks have really drummed it in. I'm not interested in the pecking order. I believe if you have half a brain, you fucking deserve to go straight to the top and skip all the shit before it. Because I didn't go to an exclusive private school and don't have the right connections, this will never happen. So, the only way to be THE boss, is to be the only person in the goddam company.
Other ideas:
- Full-time satirical cartoonist: will need to work on that
- Buy cool shit overseas and sell it at Paddington markets for inflated yet still wonderfully competitive prices
- Come up with a new self-help philsophy and make millions -unlikely - heavily saturated market
Once I'm fucking huge, I will hire someone with no brain to be my lackey, slave, and unquestioning orders-taker/follower. He/she will preferably have an eye for aesthetics, so that I can trust them to arrange my lovely gift baskets or whatever when I'm on holiday in Mallorca.
Sound good?