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 ....
Labels: retirement, work
posited by hereis nowhy at 15:03
3 Comments:
God I understand you.
the part where you say "blindly accepted or unreasonably rejected" is something that Giussani talks about - he says that the purpose of education is to develop the facility to engage reality intelligently, or its a process by which we begin to recognize our destiny as human beings. Thus, its a profoundly moral act because education must be "an education to the heart of man as God made it to be." Failure to be educated to the past leads a person who does not have perspective. This person either blindly accepts what is given them or unreasonably rejects it, either way the result leads to skepticism or a stunted view of the world - and the worst part is skepticism doesn't even require consistency with one's initial hypothesis.
i love how you interwove my simple quote into the larger themes of personal growth, destiny, time, and the heart
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