I keep dreading this MA Translation that I’m meant to start in September. Because I don’t actually want to do it any more. Hehe.
Casting back our minds, I was offered a place for the MA in Translation in March 07. I then had to postpone it due to moving to London and starting my new job. I had hoped that by the next year (i.e. now), my life would have settled into the new job so I could then do this MA on the side (like I did with my PhD – working full-time AND studying).
However, I just can’t be arsed to do that any more. Also, in my current job, we work with various translators and an agency, and theirs is an ungrateful, boring job. Having to translate shite for a living, and not even earning that much, isn’t my idea of fun. One reason why I wanted to do it was so that I would be able to work from home. I don’t even want to do that any more! At least not at the moment. I enjoy going out to work and being in an office, believe it or not.
So, I need to tell these guys sooner rather than later that I don’t want my place any more, and they don’t have to keep it either. I’m never going to be a translator.
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