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Pitch black.
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Low, real low.
Is it just me or do everyone get one of these days sometimes?
For me, it's all about work.
Did i ever tell you, i can't imagine working for the rest of my life?
You see, five out of seven days a week, my life is sold to the company. 21 days a year, i get to keep for myself.
How pathetic is that?! I have no control over my time, i have no control over what i want to do for five out of seven days a week. I'm controlled.
They say if you find a job you love, it wouldn't feel that you're working.
Is that right? What do I love? Am I at the wrong place?
I have no idea really. So many people would kill for what I'm doing. And the thing is, i know the week i hand in my resignation, that exact week i would miss work.
Which job allows you to go looking for giggolos, which job allows you to play undercover and pretend you're looking for a kidney, which job allows you to gate crash a funeral, which job allows you to speak to families of murdered victims?
My job.
And so, my weeks differ. Some week i soar so high, i think to myself, hey i could do this forever.
Other weeks like this, i fall so low, i long for a break.
Breaks, that's what all of us on the team takes.
Every once in awhile you hear this groan from someone, and you know the person's battery life is flat out. She needs to recharge.
At this job, we enjoy every minute of our leave. For those stretch, we throw the newspaper aside and don't give a damn if the stock market crashes, the plane crashes or the world is coming to and end.
Don't bother me, we say.
So now, i just hope i'll shut my eyes and the week'll be over. Sometimes i believe if i shut them tight enough, it could just work.
Someone once said that his time on the team was bitter sweet. Bitter from tuesday to satuarday and sweet from sunday to morning.
I wonder if that two days of sweetness is enough.
posted by alienresident at
11:25 PM
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Travis - Flowers in the Window
There's no reason to feel bad
But there are many reasons to feel glad, sad, mad
Its just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold
But i am here to help you with the load.
Wow look at you now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And i am glad that you feel the same
Cause to stand up i'm in the crowd
You're one in a million
And i love you so, so lets watch the flowers grow.
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