Been having problems sleeping lately. Lot on my mind. Piddling things that by themselves are insignificant, but which together conspire to rob me of sleep.
Been at my new job for nearly a year now. What a wonderful contrast with my previous job. That place, which will remain nameless, was a place where I had gone as far as I ever would go. You guys know what it's like to know, to KNOW, that what you have now, right now, is as good as it's gonna get, ever? That no matter how hard or not hard you work, no much how much or how little effort you put in, you will never get ahead, no way, no how, no never? How the hardest, most challenging thing you'll do the whole damn day, is getting out of bed? How no matter to whom you beg for meaningful work, that entreaty will fall on deaf ears? That if you persist in your request for stretch assignments to get out of the rut you're in, you'll get a reputation as a trouble maker (with a "bad attitude"), so you just shut up and suck it up?
You've been there? I feel sorry for you, and I have been there, too!
Where I am now is a god-send. I get to go in to work every day and work hard, learn a lot, and laugh my ass off during coffee break and just have fun. I am on call 2 weeks out of the month. I get some overtime here and there. I get use of this BlackBerry 8130, so new that the local provider doesn't even have the holsters in stock on a consistent basis.
There is an estimate made by someone somewhere that about 85% of us are working stiffs who do what we have to do to put food on the table. We work to live, not live to work. We may not love our jobs, but we don't like 'em either.
It is so nice, so very nice, to be in the other 15%!
I hope that you, my adoring fans, the millions of you reading these words, who hang on every sentence that emanates from this keyboard, find that you are in that 15% some day, if you are not there already. It makes all the difference in the world.
Is it too late for a Redbull? It's only 10:30pm!