A few days ago, I was treated to a work ethic very different from my own. A friend who's recently graduated and went to work for a newspaper in the Marketing Dept informed me that he was quitting in a few weeks because he just wasn't getting the kind of job satisfaction from running around marketing the paper anymore and wanted to try to get a position in the media field where he could be a bit more creative on the job. He also confided that since he was a sociable young man, good with handling PR, and a hard worker, his boss wanted him to stay on. My immediate reaction was to tell him to capitalize on the fact that he was a valued employee and agree to stay for an increase in salary, otherwise quit with a clear conscience. Had I been in his place, I would have done just that and squashed any job dissatisfaction with more money and stayed on. He, however, was not about the money and was willing to accept a job that would pay him less or even work free as he was doing with an up and coming band, just as long as he could get some satisfaction out of his day's work. The attitude threw me off balance, to be honest, because in the cutthroat world of potential employmnt, where you may well be competing against good friends for the same job, I had figured an attitude like that didn't really exist. To me, work is undoubtably work, not fun. The minute you get paid for doing what you love and the cumpulsion factor sets in, it immediately stops being fun and turns into a chore, which is why I figure, even if you don't like the job, you have to do it to earn a decent wage. That's just what growing up and being responsible is about: working when you don't want to just to see a smile on someone's face when you buy them something they really wanted with your money.