November 29th 2018

Today I got a random text from one of my old Maths friends from University. He’s decided to pack in his banking job and go and do a ski season in Austria. It’s something he’s threatened to do ever since we graduated four years ago, and he’s finally had enough. He handed his notice in, booked a flight, and is going to be a ski rep for the Winter. He leaves in a week.

I’ve got so much respect for his decision. Even though he was quote-unquote following the right path, doing what he “should be doing” with a Maths degree, and developing a traditional career, he wasn’t happy. And he valued his happiness over the rest of it.

And fair play to the bloke. I admire him. He could have very easily have stayed in that job for the next forty years, and walked out with a golden pocket watch and a firm handshake, but that’s not the life he wanted to live. And I think that’s such a brave decision. Because objectively, he was doing the right thing by slaving away at a job he hated because… because he thought that was what he was supposed to be doing.

But what he wanted to be doing was something completely different. So he’s flying off to Austria to do that. Honestly, it wouldn’t surprise me if he spends the next ten years flying back and forth between a ski season in the winter and an Ibiza season in the summer. And although some people might think he’s wasting his degree by giving up his banking job, I’d say that he’d be wasting his life if he didn’t do with it exactly what he wanted.

And that’s what he’s doing.

Until tomorrow, good on him.


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