BURN THE MOTHERFUCKER DOWN

[Suu]

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.

[Cain]

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.

[Captain Utopia]

[Sir Squid Diddimus]

Thank you for this thread Cram.
I love it

[Payne]

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

[Cramulus]

I'LL TAKE IT

[Payne]

YOU WON'T REGRET IT, LAST ASSISTANT WAS PROMOTED TO URINAL CAKE LICKER WITHIN A MONTH.

[Darth Cupcake]

Good god Cram, I hear you.

Those pictures gave me a nice bitter laugh. Thanks for that, at least.

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. 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.

[LMNO]

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?

[Captain Utopia]

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. 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 *):

------------------*

being an optimist, I like to think of it more like:

*------------------

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.

[Darth Cupcake]

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.

[LMNO]

Hey, as long as you're thinking it through, whatever gets you by, right?

[Kai]

This thread is 160% TROOF.

[Cainad (dec.)]

I think I will just stay in college for ever and ever and ever.

[LMNO]

I think I will just stay in college for ever and ever and ever.

If you can, DO.