dearest future me,
there may come a moment when you look back at your time as an SAP consultant and think "you know, it was an easy life ... it was easy money, really ... why on earth did you leave?"
let me remind you of today, which is like so many other days you’ve experienced over the past nine years. you are dreadfully bored. you were extended at this client for an extra two weeks to write a report which took you only two hours to compile this morning. also note that this report will either be blindly accepted or unreasonably rejected in just under an hour; the client will not have read the report before taking either action.
and now you sit here, trying to fill your time by surfing internet news sites, writing e-mails and the like, while nervously glancing over your shoulder every few seconds to make sure that no one from the client sees how bored you are or how little you are accomplishing for the $200 an hour they are paying for you. the last meeting your were in, the words "i don’t care, i don’t care ..." repeated themselves in your head as you listened to ... well, you weren’t really listening and it didn’t really matter.
and these office chairs are uncomfortable ... and they make you wear silly clothing to work ... and, oh, the boss is approaching ....
let me remind you of today, which is like so many other days you’ve experienced over the past nine years. you are dreadfully bored. you were extended at this client for an extra two weeks to write a report which took you only two hours to compile this morning. also note that this report will either be blindly accepted or unreasonably rejected in just under an hour; the client will not have read the report before taking either action.
and now you sit here, trying to fill your time by surfing internet news sites, writing e-mails and the like, while nervously glancing over your shoulder every few seconds to make sure that no one from the client sees how bored you are or how little you are accomplishing for the $200 an hour they are paying for you. the last meeting your were in, the words "i don’t care, i don’t care ..." repeated themselves in your head as you listened to ... well, you weren’t really listening and it didn’t really matter.
and these office chairs are uncomfortable ... and they make you wear silly clothing to work ... and, oh, the boss is approaching ....
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