Naive Observations Part 1
Today is one of those days. Not one of those days where everything goes wrong. I believe those days only belong to people who wish it upon themselves. Neither is it one of those days where everything goes right. If everything goes exactly right, what is there left to maintain some sort of balance? Its just not in keeping with the Laws of Chaos.
No, today is one of those days when everyone wants me to do something and they want it done yesterday. Considering we are all only singular individuals without to ability to time travel, I'm finding it particularly hard to be in three places at once. I don't mind being wanted, but I think the price on my head is way under what it should be. Maybe if my job title had 'Director' or 'Manager' in it, I might be considered to be of more worth.
I've noticed this unusual phenomena in my workplace. The lower down the ladder you are, the more you are expected to do without assistance. As soon as you hit a particular rung, you get a company car and parking, which means you can get to work and park a lot easier than the plebs. You also get to delegate a lot of your work to underlings, which means you can spend more time checking out the Ebay bargains, playing games or looking after your homepage. You get the chance to go on really good courses about how to look after your underlings so they keep looking after you (most managers, in my experience, really enjoy these courses but rarely put any of the techniques they've learnt into practice). Managers get invited to great lunches at fancy restaurants, paid for by someone else, while I sit at my desk with my salad sandwich and diet Pepsi. Managers get paid a whole lot more than I but fail to understand why I can't afford the $98 a head price for the annual work lunch or why I refuse to work past my normal hours without some guarantee of overtime.
I work as hard as the next person, often without any recognition or thanks. I don't require recognition or thanks because I get PAID to do my job. I feel priveleged to be living where I'm living and have the education, good health and well being to be able to maintain the lifestyle I have and hold down the job I'm doing. I don't really want for much more (except perhaps hours in the day). Those whose greed knows no bounds, who want to suck the lifeblood out of everything around them like leeches and bitch and complain all the way are those who will more than likely end up with a deep sense of dissatisfaction as they get old. And me, I'm already smiling at the thought.