I had dinner with a group of non-work friends tonight and we were talking about upcoming vacations. Some people are worried about missing too much work, some people don’t care. I laughed and said, ‘In the end, we’re all replaceable. No one should get TOO comfortable.’ They laughed. I said “Really. one of the first things my mom taught me when I got a job was that I would be amazing at whatever I set my mind to, but I was ultimately replaceable in a corporate setting.”

They seemed sad about that, but I didn’t mean that I was replaceable as a PERSON (for real, no on makes narcissistic camera faces like I do), but business is business. And the job I do, no matter how WELL I do it, could absolutely be done by someone else. Maybe it would take TWO people, and they’d miss the shit out of me, but I could be replaced.

You can be depressed about it, or liberated. Because if the sad day comes that you get the boot, there is a job out there someone else is getting booted from that needs a replacement. It’s all a big circle of life, full of opportunity. You just have to keep your eyes open.