Some days I hate coming in to work. It feels like some times no one really even cares if we go under. I suppose I say this because I am the only manager that stays here for close to 12 hours a day. I am the only one that contacts our major distributor and lets them know what is going on. I am no martyr though and cannot continue pretending to be so. I am just upset that no one else is stepping up and doing what they should sometimes. I guess we are all pretty self involved sometimes and concerned mainly with our own lives. This is a major factor in our own lives though. If this company fails many of us cannot work by the appearance standards of normal society, not only that but we live in a city where jobs are a rarity.
I hope something changes soon because I get a little scared when I think this all could fail. But then I remember...maybe I am only scared of losing some material possessions and relocating again. Well if I do, life goes on. We cannot always be comfortable in life. A friend said this the other day and I laugh and agree a little. "Sometimes life leaves a surprise $100 bill laying on your dresser, but eventually you realize life left it there because it fucked you" It's funny, yet not.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment