Rhetorical
Oct. 12th, 2007 10:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
waitingmanAt what point does one put one's basic requirements before those of one's job?
I NEED a holiday but can only, terrifyingly, begin to imagine the chaos that would not only follow such a request, but the mess that would ensue if it was granted & I was away for a couple of weeks... not to mention the reluctance to return that such a break would inevitably foster.
Given it's now been almost a year since I last worked in my industry of choice & the Christmas/New Year period is a dead zone for both activity & movement in same ~ it would seem I'm staring down the barrel of notching up a year in a dead-end, thankless retail job I thought I'd only be in for a month at most... back in January.
The other rhetorical question of the night is: How do the b@#t@#$s of the world know when they've captured a good one & how do they know exactly which strings to pull to engage & ensure the professional attitude of the 'good one' enough to cause the requisite self-doubt, reluctance to boat-rock & engage the professional, self-sacrificing attitude which leads inexorably to either meltdown or eruption... upon which they can sack you & find another fool?
And how do they keep getting away with it??!!
Perhaps, as I said to SarinG earlier tonight, it's simply that the b@#t@#$s of the world outnumber the nice ones by about 20 to 1... at least. And there's no comfort in the knowledge that the only number greater than that of the b@#t@#$s, is that of the f@#$ing stupid.
I'd like to think I fall into neither of the major categories, but where exactly does that leave me?
I separate my life into 3 sections: Personal, Professional, Musical. Right now, there are problems in each of them ~ some are bigger than others, some are more out-of-my-control than others, but it all contributes to a less than satisfactory balance right now. I usually like to have at least one of the three going well enough to offset the others.
"... It's been a bad day. Please don't take a picture..."
I NEED a holiday but can only, terrifyingly, begin to imagine the chaos that would not only follow such a request, but the mess that would ensue if it was granted & I was away for a couple of weeks... not to mention the reluctance to return that such a break would inevitably foster.
Given it's now been almost a year since I last worked in my industry of choice & the Christmas/New Year period is a dead zone for both activity & movement in same ~ it would seem I'm staring down the barrel of notching up a year in a dead-end, thankless retail job I thought I'd only be in for a month at most... back in January.
The other rhetorical question of the night is: How do the b@#t@#$s of the world know when they've captured a good one & how do they know exactly which strings to pull to engage & ensure the professional attitude of the 'good one' enough to cause the requisite self-doubt, reluctance to boat-rock & engage the professional, self-sacrificing attitude which leads inexorably to either meltdown or eruption... upon which they can sack you & find another fool?
And how do they keep getting away with it??!!
Perhaps, as I said to SarinG earlier tonight, it's simply that the b@#t@#$s of the world outnumber the nice ones by about 20 to 1... at least. And there's no comfort in the knowledge that the only number greater than that of the b@#t@#$s, is that of the f@#$ing stupid.
I'd like to think I fall into neither of the major categories, but where exactly does that leave me?
I separate my life into 3 sections: Personal, Professional, Musical. Right now, there are problems in each of them ~ some are bigger than others, some are more out-of-my-control than others, but it all contributes to a less than satisfactory balance right now. I usually like to have at least one of the three going well enough to offset the others.
"... It's been a bad day. Please don't take a picture..."
