Career of life

I keep having this conversation with my father. He wants me to get a job ASAP. Im going to be leaving soon, Norfolk whoot!, in a month and he doesnt care. Whats the point of working a pointless job that makes me unhappy for a few bucks? If I was desperate for money I'd qwhore myself on the street and make more cash in one night than working at Build A Bear for a flippin month. I'm sooo tired of this. I want to be in my career and be happy doing something Im passionate about and love. Why should I be another one of these Americans that are constantly complaining about their job and how they are sooo unhappy. Why? To make ends meat--Ends tomato? Pssh!! Fuck that! I'm not going to belittle myself to get nowhere because Im stuck in the mists of nowhere doing nothing but being a slave to a corporation of mindless drones. These drones make your food, take crap from you on the other end of the phone about how you cant turn on your computer, these drones help you get what you want, make things faster for you, so you can move on and get to the next thing that you want. But I hate humanity so why should I give them what they want? When I cant even get what I want? FUCK THAT! FUCK THEM!! No no! Im not going to be stuck doing something that is degrading and get bullshit from people I dont know or care for. Im going to do what I want and be happy doing it. I'm going to take charge of my life. And I dont care what anyone else thinks or says. They aren't living this.