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_*Inspired by true events*_
So… this is how it started:
Looking for a job totally sucks...
And I don’t have in mind the mere idea that you should find some paid occupation. I am considering the very process of writing a presentable CV and applying. Oh, and even the better part – deciphering a job offer – that terrifies me. What makes me a bit angry is the fact that you see a job offer, which for example says: ’We are looking for sociable, communicative and calm person, willing to work with people, a team player, flexible and open-minded.’, which sounds great, even inspiring I might say. The normal-language translation of this, however, is something like this:”you will have to deal with mad customers, who will drive you insane, you will share a desk with 3 more people in one of those open-space offices and most important – you should be able to change shifts and schedules according to the supervisor’s holiday schedule.”.
Now, I’ll skip the other interview-related crap. Oh, I almost forgot it – The Motivation Letter. In simple words, the piece of literature where the poor candidate has to answer one of the most basic corporate questions (and that actually inspired everything that follows)
‘WHY DO I WANT TO WORK HERE?’
Why, the hell somebody would like to work somewhere?!?
Glory?
Pride??
Self-fulfillment and internal satisfaction maybe???... Nope. Not even close. It’s all about MONEY. Nothing more, nothing less.
I can’t think of not even a tiny little reason that has nothing to do with it…
Whatever... Where was I? Oh, yes – The Master plan. Why do we need to work? Simple answer – we don’t. Not in the modern sense of the term ‘working’. Nobody needs shiny cars, new clothes every week and 20 pairs of shoes. I don’t need brand new convertible (apart from not being able to afford it), I can walk instead. I don’t need to live in the centre – I even prefer the forest. But, hey, why not spend entire fortune on boots?! You know, this new pair I got yesterday – just a bit darker than the previous, but details are important, right?
My point? There is no such thing. I am just sick and tired of work. And the craziest thing is that I haven’t started yet working really hard, all days long, Monday to Friday. And I don’t want to. Not that I am lazy or something like that. It’s just because I hate money lately. Not the physical one. I despise the fucking need of the beautiful colorful banknotes that are, as it seems, the sense of the existence of the whole world. And it shouldn’t be. People shouldn’t be killing each other for money, because of money and for the lack of money. Yet that’s exactly what they… actually WE are doing. For the sake of what – of nothing that somebody had to make mean everything. And the sad part is that this won’t change. The income gap between the rich and the poor is wider and wider, even though the poverty line has risen or less people are starving. Stupid enough that money and sex rule the world. Stupid enough that we are the most intelligent of all biological species and that in the same time we‘ll eventually become extinct due to our own stupidity and incapability to use more than 3% of our brain capacity. It is a matter of choice, actually. Capability has nothing to do with it.
And what really sucks is GREED.
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Posted by ralsoluty on 2009-07-03 19:08:38 | Rating: | Views: 16
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