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Christmas Bonus
Dec. 20th, 2004 03:47 pmCongratulations!
This year for the holiday season my employer has given my co-workers and I the bonus of cutting our hours in half and doubling the staff. Also for some reason people take it upon themselves to come through the store and inform me one of a few things:
I used to like my job. But then I found out a couple things. A friend of mine has a do-nothing brother who sits at home and gets more morbidly obese playing Gameboy, stealing things from local businesses and smoking pot. For this he is paid $100 more a month than I usually make. Additionally the government pays his rent because he is supposedly mentally disabled. Really he is clearly lazy, indulged and a tad nefarious.
Somebody drive an ice pick into my head already.
It's not to say that I'm jealous. I don't want to be a well paid pathetic loser, by any stretch. Although there was a time in my life that I did a similar thing. It's just I've always been under the impression that I've got no challenges facing me, intellectually. However it's presented to me time and time again that being well able and honest is perhaps sometimes the greatest challenge in my life.
Youthful idealism is a major hurdle keeping me from making hardcore cash money. If I were just some arbitrary measure more morally maligned I could enjoy the lifestyle I wish I were accustomed to. Realizing this fact, that society pays not for service by ultimately the lowest common denominator, is a hard one to make. It seems my shelf life before Total Moral Indifference is about 4 months. After which point hope that reward for a good attitude or the extra mile simply washes away.
I will probably need to indulge the cliché in the new year of searching for a new job. I know that once I have a vehicle and a drivers license my options for labour work will be much larger. Also school will be on and, I hope, that I will be able to etch out a slightly more enjoyable lifestyle than I've come to fall into these days.
Not that being unemployed, poor and bored was at all better. But I'm trying to assemble a vector of improvement here. Maybe I can finally start a design business and do small, feasible projects? It would be a nice supplementary income but requires perhaps more motivation than I've got right now.
As always, time will tell. Until then I will wear my scarf, mittens, grin and bear it.
This year for the holiday season my employer has given my co-workers and I the bonus of cutting our hours in half and doubling the staff. Also for some reason people take it upon themselves to come through the store and inform me one of a few things:
- My job is shit, I am shit and we are shit.
- Self-scan checkouts will replace everything human. Including love.
- Our union just encourages us to take sick days. We don't get paid for sick days.
- Is that a gold Visa card? Preferred, no less! Congratulations, you've impressed the grocery store cashier... again!
I used to like my job. But then I found out a couple things. A friend of mine has a do-nothing brother who sits at home and gets more morbidly obese playing Gameboy, stealing things from local businesses and smoking pot. For this he is paid $100 more a month than I usually make. Additionally the government pays his rent because he is supposedly mentally disabled. Really he is clearly lazy, indulged and a tad nefarious.
Somebody drive an ice pick into my head already.
It's not to say that I'm jealous. I don't want to be a well paid pathetic loser, by any stretch. Although there was a time in my life that I did a similar thing. It's just I've always been under the impression that I've got no challenges facing me, intellectually. However it's presented to me time and time again that being well able and honest is perhaps sometimes the greatest challenge in my life.
Youthful idealism is a major hurdle keeping me from making hardcore cash money. If I were just some arbitrary measure more morally maligned I could enjoy the lifestyle I wish I were accustomed to. Realizing this fact, that society pays not for service by ultimately the lowest common denominator, is a hard one to make. It seems my shelf life before Total Moral Indifference is about 4 months. After which point hope that reward for a good attitude or the extra mile simply washes away.
I will probably need to indulge the cliché in the new year of searching for a new job. I know that once I have a vehicle and a drivers license my options for labour work will be much larger. Also school will be on and, I hope, that I will be able to etch out a slightly more enjoyable lifestyle than I've come to fall into these days.
Not that being unemployed, poor and bored was at all better. But I'm trying to assemble a vector of improvement here. Maybe I can finally start a design business and do small, feasible projects? It would be a nice supplementary income but requires perhaps more motivation than I've got right now.
As always, time will tell. Until then I will wear my scarf, mittens, grin and bear it.
