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Wow.
Just... wow.
wow
(GOADDMNIT STO POSTING WHAT I WANT TO POST ARRR)
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So....good day at work, then?
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Quote from: Cain on August 19, 2009, 03:13:37 PM
So....good day at work, then?
heh, totally. :p
I'm having one of my moods where I want to toss all the shit on my desk into a box, set it on fire, and throw it out the ninth floor window.
I could elaborate but you guys already know the drill. I just don't want to be here, short term, long term, whatever.
But I have no mobility.
I guess I have only myself to blame. Black Iron Prison and all.
Or you could blame the structure of the economic system, and assassinate Lloyd C. Blankfein. Matt Taibbi can organise your escape from the country, no problem. Hell, he'd probably give you half his salary for the rest of his life, he's so pissed at Goldman Sachs right now.
I actually quite like my jobs. I earn enough to feel comfortable, and don't do any more hours than I feel like. And most of those are at home, anyway.
This reminds me of the ol' days, standing out front of the bank up in Boston.
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:lulz: :mittens:
This thread is great. The WOMP made me pee, a little.
THANKS! :lulz:
Here is mine. It's not about corporations. Sorry if that makes it off topic:
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All we're missing is a couple of Djarums and iced coffees from McDonald's.
ODIN!
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Seriously. We regularly invoked the Norse gods in the form of caffeine to get through our daily bullshit.
I still can't get my head around how that coffee is green.
It's the typical fluorescent office lighting. It may be from the McDonald's in South Station, but I know I wouldn't drink visibly green coffee, even stumbling off of the commuter rail at 8:30am.
I would. I drank a warm, unfizzy Pepsi first this morning, just to make sure I wouldn't fall back asleep. Green coffee is a step up from that.
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Thank you for this thread Cram.
I love it :)
CRAM! ON MONDAY, I AM GOING TO REMOVE YOUR LEGS, AND INSERT THEM CREATIVELY INTO EVERY ORIFICE IN YOUR BODY IN EVERY POSSIBLE COMBINATION UNTIL SUCH A TIME AS YOU BLACK OUT FROM PAIN OR BLOOD LOSS.
ON TUESDAY I WILL TAR THE STUMPS, FEED YOU AND NOURISH YOU BACK TO STRENGTH AND PUT YOU ON ONE OF THOSE LITTLE BOARDS HOMELESS LEGLESS VETS USE WHEN THEY BEGGIN' FOR SCRAPS ON THE STREET. I'LL PUT A ROPE AROUND IT AND DRAG YOU AROUND BEHIND MY BIKE LIKE I'M WALKING MY PET DEMANDING THAT YOU PERFORM TRICKS FOR ME AND OTHER SHIT I DON'T WANT TO DO FOR MY OWN SELF. SHIT YEAH, MY OWN LITTLE CIRCUS.
ON WEDNESDAY, I'LL TAKE THE BOARD AWAY, BUT I'LL STRAP YOU INTO A SHOPPING CART AND PLAY BOWLING WITH YOU DOWN A STEEP HILL, USING A BRICK WALL AS THE PINS. IT MIGHT TAKE A WHILE, BUT I'M SURE I'LL GET A STRIKE EVENTUALLY.
ON THURSDAY, I'LL MOSTLY USE YOU AS A HATRACK/OFFICE PUTTING HOLE/SHREDDER/STRESS RELIEVER. AND YOU'LL HAVE TO CALL ME MRS. BETTY.
FRIDAYS ARE CASUAL DAYS, SO I'LL HAVE YOU DRESS UP AS A SNAIL OR SOME SHIT AND THROW YOU INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE BIGGEST YIFF PILE AVAILABLE. I WILL FILM THIS FOR TROLLING PURPOSES. LATER THERE WILL BE ICE CREAMS.... I MEAN DRY ICE IN YOUR EYES, SORRY.
SATURDAYS AND SUNDAYS ARE YOUR OWN.
initial probationary period is a minimum of six months, salary at £15k gross per year, 8 weeks paid vacation a year, no insurance and shit cause we got the NHS, various perks and incentives to be discussed post interview.
Payne Inc: The Caring Company
I'LL TAKE IT
YOU WON'T REGRET IT, LAST ASSISTANT WAS PROMOTED TO URINAL CAKE LICKER WITHIN A MONTH.
Good god Cram, I hear you.
Those pictures gave me a nice bitter laugh. Thanks for that, at least. :p
I keep telling myself I can't get out of my job because of my BIP, but at what point do we just kind of accept the bars in our BIP? For example, I like being able to pay my rent and buy food. So, just up and quitting isn't really an option. I think we're all kind of fucked by, well, our first world problems. :roll: It's just a question of HOW FAR are we willing to go to get rid of this problem (IE our jobs). At the same time, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG that we can spend 40 hours a week being so goddamn miserable? That is fucked up.
I think the question is, "how big are those bars, anyway?"
Wanting to eat is one thing. Convincing yourself that there really, truly, and honestly is no other possible option, ever, in the entire world, other than sitting at your crappy desk under the flourescent lights, stressing yourself to death is another.
It could be that the bar you're looking at isn't rent, or food. It could be fear of rejection, or the inertia to overcome to look for something new, or a lack of self worth that no one would ever want you for a different job. Or the idea that all jobs are the same, so why look for a better one that doesn't exist. Or that you can't figure out what else you'd rather be doing.
Of course, there are situations where there literally are no jobs available (Cf: Cain, until recently); but the question is, have you been looking to see if that's true?
Quote from: Darth Cupcake on August 19, 2009, 05:52:55 PM
I keep telling myself I can't get out of my job because of my BIP, but at what point do we just kind of accept the bars in our BIP? For example, I like being able to pay my rent and buy food. So, just up and quitting isn't really an option. I think we're all kind of fucked by, well, our first world problems. :roll: It's just a question of HOW FAR are we willing to go to get rid of this problem (IE our jobs). At the same time, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG that we can spend 40 hours a week being so goddamn miserable? That is fucked up.
When people present the time line of human civilisation, its always conceptualised something like this (we are here *):
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being an optimist, I like to think of it more like:
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in that perspective though, we're still young and naive enough as a society to believe in "Santa Claus" - that we'll get some vague reward for being nice and not naughty.
But since the (*) is an effective average, getting out of the 40 hour week in any meaningful, repeatable, way really requires a lot more other people to start noticing their own BIPs in order to start making any impact on our collective notions.
Quote from: LMNO on August 19, 2009, 06:00:27 PM
I think the question is, "how big are those bars, anyway?"
Wanting to eat is one thing. Convincing yourself that there really, truly, and honestly is no other possible option, ever, in the entire world, other than sitting at your crappy desk under the flourescent lights, stressing yourself to death is another.
It could be that the bar you're looking at isn't rent, or food. It could be fear of rejection, or the inertia to overcome to look for something new, or a lack of self worth that no one would ever want you for a different job. Or the idea that all jobs are the same, so why look for a better one that doesn't exist. Or that you can't figure out what else you'd rather be doing.
Of course, there are situations where there literally are no jobs available (Cf: Cain, until recently); but the question is, have you been looking to see if that's true?
Since I haven't been on in a while, I don't know what's going on with Cram's case.
In my case, I'm actively looking for other jobs (I sent out on average 15 resumes a week, and try to apply to as many possible internal promotion/transfer options within my company) but I don't want to make a lateral move into another position that will be the same shit sandwich, just made with different bread. If I'm not getting more money, more job satisfaction, better benefits, etc... Then I'm not going to bother. So, because I HAVE a job that pays for things like rent and food and bottles of rum, I'm going to go ahead and be picky in my quest for other employment.
Maybe it is a foolish bar in my prison, but I won't just up and quit, even though I don't much like my job, because I think I stand to LOSE a lot more (that I value) than I stand to gain. I wouldn't get severance or unemployment if I quit, and I don't make enough to have a buffer of savings, and the job market is hardly healthy enough (nor my credentials valuable enough) that I could pick up a new job quickly.
So, I'm moderately trapped. I mean, I COULD get out--but is it really an improvement to potentially even downgrade to a shittier job just to escape this one? I'm thinking of this as an exercise in endurance--I can learn to swallow this shit, smile, and not let it ruin my outside life. I can kick the ass of this job so hard that they'll cry big wet tears when I leave, like some horrible anime. I can suck the most out of my tuition benefits and ridiculous amounts of vacation time until I leave.
Basically, I have a situation that blows--but isn't 100% horrid. So rather than throwing myself at the first alternative, I'm going to bide my time until something worthwhile comes along and I feel like I'm actually making forward motion. Treading water is treading water, whether it's this pool or a different one, and at least the water here is only mildly murky and definitely doesn't have any monsters in it.
Hey, as long as you're thinking it through, whatever gets you by, right?
This thread is 160% TROOF.
I think I will just stay in college for ever and ever and ever. :scared:
Quote from: Cainad on August 19, 2009, 08:42:20 PM
I think I will just stay in college for ever and ever and ever. :scared:
If you can, DO.
Quote from: Cainad on August 19, 2009, 08:42:20 PM
I think I will just stay in college for ever and ever and ever. :scared:
THIS.
-Suu
Wants to go back to school forever so when she dies she doesn't have to payback all the loans she'll rack up over time.
Quote from: Cainad on August 19, 2009, 08:42:20 PM
I think I will just stay in college for ever and ever and ever. :scared:
nooooo joooooiiiiin uzzzzz
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Become a college professor! Best of both worlds!
Go into science so the Man will pay for it. At grad level, at least.
Great thread. Thank you for that. I sometimes want to set all of the filing cabinets I sit in front of on fire.
Quote from: Cramulus on August 19, 2009, 03:23:24 PM
heh, totally. :p
I'm having one of my moods where I want to toss all the shit on my desk into a box, set it on fire, and throw it out the ninth floor window.
I could elaborate but you guys already know the drill. I just don't want to be here, short term, long term, whatever.
But I have no mobility.
I guess I have only myself to blame. Black Iron Prison and all.
Sooner or later, we're all bitter bastards.
Quote from: Darth Cupcake on August 19, 2009, 05:52:55 PM
At the same time, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG that we can spend 40 hours a week being so goddamn miserable? That is fucked up.
I don't get it.
I like my job, for multiple reasons:
1. I get to dump on people that walk around begging for it.
2. I get to see innovative, cutting edge stupidity. Usually from people with PhDs.
3. It gives me something to do until I die.
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:mittens: to Roger! rah!
also,
Quote2. I get to see innovative, cutting edge stupidity. Usually from people with PhDs.
:lulz:
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FANTASTIC!
:mittens: Roger taking it to the next level ITT
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Just wanted to say I love this one - might actually be worth taping directly to ATMs.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 23, 2009, 06:31:24 AM
Quote from: Darth Cupcake on August 19, 2009, 05:52:55 PM
At the same time, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG that we can spend 40 hours a week being so goddamn miserable? That is fucked up.
I don't get it.
I like my job, for multiple reasons:
1. I get to dump on people that walk around begging for it.
2. I get to see innovative, cutting edge stupidity. Usually from people with PhDs.
3. It gives me something to do until I die.
What do you do now, anyway? You quit being a cop, right?
Quote from: GA on August 24, 2009, 01:04:15 AM
Quote from: Cramulus on August 19, 2009, 02:57:29 PM
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Just wanted to say I love this one - might actually be worth taping directly to ATMs.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 23, 2009, 06:31:24 AM
Quote from: Darth Cupcake on August 19, 2009, 05:52:55 PM
At the same time, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG that we can spend 40 hours a week being so goddamn miserable? That is fucked up.
I don't get it.
I like my job, for multiple reasons:
1. I get to dump on people that walk around begging for it.
2. I get to see innovative, cutting edge stupidity. Usually from people with PhDs.
3. It gives me something to do until I die.
What do you do now, anyway? You quit being a cop, right?
I run the maintenance department at a refinery.
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This thread is WOW!
saving all this stuff for that big torrent thing.
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