I have accepted the fact that I will never be exceptional at anything simply because the time it takes to do all the things I would like to do are beyond the average human's life span. And in the bucket list situation, quantity beats quality. I believe every person, given the correct motivation, can learn to love what they do.
I am a recognition-loving person, and frankly I think most people are like me. In my work, I do what needs to be done and I always try to exceed what's expected of me. Why? Because a pat on the shoulder and an occasional "good job" is like an emotional payday. It doesn't increase your spending capability, but it feeds morale.
Number two on my list is travel. If you ask me if I wanted to work for a few months in Kiribati or Tuvalu or Nauru or Togo, I will have signed the contract before you can finish your question. Bait me with plane tickets and I WILL SNAP AT THAT BAIT!
Note: this is a brain fart from thinking too much about my coming assignment to Vienna, Austria. I am absolutely PSYCHED!
