I've been working like an absolute slave the past few days, and if you may start forming negative opinions about my mum, I actually escaped the house so that I could do what I wanted, which was climb. Well, not quite...
Okay, maybe I didn't quite need a hazmat suit. But it sure felt like it, because I got the fun task of cleaning out a dual-function Room, which did two things really well:
1) "Oh I have ^insert random crap here^, what do I do with it? I know, let me just dump it in this Room and forget about it!"
2) It's a climbing gym, so there's chalk dust. Lots of chalk dust, which rises to the top of the building and finds any and every un-sweepable corner. Which the Room happens to have 9 of. Don't even ask about the physics.
And the real problem was that the Room had served those functions since like the 'nam War. If not earlier.
It's all worth it though, because I'm getting money which can be converted to cool things like
But, more importantly, I'm learning valuable life lessons. Such as what it means to have JOB SATISFACTION, which doesn't seem to be valued enough these days, for some strange reason. How do I know this? Okay, maybe it's just South Africa where it's really bad, but the successful life path seems to be medicine or law. Okay, I lie, that's all over the world. Not only that, but it seems to involve material goods, clubbing, material goods, doing "things that one has to do", relationships for the sake of relationships, a bit more material goods darling have you seen the latest dress I'm wearing which cost me like half the country's income?, divorce, 2.4 children... where did I get that from?
Conclusion yet? Yes, because to be successful, you have to be normal. o.O
And it's not just you. It's not just your friends or your parents or anything. It's all of those put together, everything from the fancy shoes to attractive white females advertising completely unrelated products. It's like your culture is playing the part of
Wait, I have a strong feeling I'm not being clear about what I'm saying.
So, back to job satisfaction. People don't get satisfaction from being normal. You may pretend to enjoy your chartered accountancy and stuff, but we all know the truth. :D so nyaaaah
Aaand I'm not really sure where this is heading, so rant over. Either way, what I meant was that I don't care what my pay is like and stuff. I'm working with awesome people doing something I love, and that's actually what counts. The bass will come sooooooooon :)
And Merry Christmas everyone!




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