I hate my job, but then, I guess that a lot of people feel the same way about their jobs. You see people on TV and they say things like they are so lucky and they love their jobs and their lives and all of that. Of course, they are like rich and famous for the most part. Not that those things helped Britney much. Still, it would be nice to have a bit more money, ok, a lot more money would be nice.
There is that old Zen bit about before enlightenment, fetch wood and carry water-after enlightenment, fetch wood and carry water. Well, if you had money you could pay someone to fetch the damned wood and water, right?
I think about my job rather a lot. There are a lot of things wrong with it. What really bothers me is that there are no simple solutions to the problems, maybe no solutions at all. Just have to get a different job. But things would not be better there either. More Zen-Wherever you go, that’s where you are. So I keep thinking that changing these jobs will be a good thing. But it is always more of the same thing over and over again.
I’ve a ton of bills that I have no money to pay. That can be a bit of a bother at times. I had this idea of begging on the blog here for money, but that in itself is too much work for me.
The wife noticed a bad habit that a lot of bloggers have of saying something like goodbye cruel world and then never posting again. But really, I am not up for that kind of drama just now either. It’s been a lousy couple of weeks at work and I don’t see that it will be any better.
