judging people

I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing. I mean I know that right now I'm sitting in a campus lounge writing a blog post. But I don't know what I'm really doing. 
When I was a kid, I learned fast that I liked judging people. But I didn't know what to do with that knowledge. I tried to think of jobs that I could do where I could just, judge people all day. I was a kid, though, so being a judge didn't come to mind (I wasn't old enough to figure that one out). So I came up with Santa Claus... and God. 
Because Santa spends the year judging everything people do. 364 days a year he just sits there alone on the top of the world deciding who's a nice person, and who's naughty (not naughty, but just generally a bad guy, Santa isn't a creep or anything, he just watches kids sleep)
The hard part about being Santa would be going around giving the gifts. I really hate giving people gifts, but it's a big part of his job. 
So overall Santa might not be the best job for me, luckily I had a backup plan, being God. But tomorrow we'll talk about more tomorrow.