You know, you should be a waiter. The life of a waiter would suit you. That's something I read today in a book that I'm glad to have bought after much consideration. I read it this morning and it followed me around all day. It's interesting to see which sentences I read twice and which ones make me think. I'm sure that to some degree it reflects one's personal state of mind and what it's dealing with.
The quote shown above probably tells me that I'm thinking a lot about work. Currently I work quite a lot, but I don't have a real income. Therefore I can't really call it an occupation, and that's a problem. The reason why I'm not panicking is that for now I get by with little jobs that keep me above water, but what if I run out of luck before I find something that guarantees me a steady income?
Another reason why I like the sentence is the specific choice of words. The speaker, or the protagonist in the book, is not saying that the job as a waiter would suit his interlocutor but the life of one. He's not talking about the pinstripe pants and the matching shirt, or the little notebook in the pocket and the pencil behind the ear. He's talking about the life behind all that. I enjoy that thought very much.
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