So I've had this story in my head for a few months now about a future where people are literally forced to work to the point where they're literally walking corpses with a working brainstem. The metaphor is blatantly obvious: I've had lousy jobs in my life for many years and I am aware of how significant they place me in the grand cosmic scheme that we call our society and it just reflects how I probably will see myself until they're covering my cold meat with dirt in a hole in the ground because reality sucks and I don't see it changing anytime soon at the rate things are going.
Here's the funny thing: I kept forgetting to write it.
Like it wasn't because I was tired, it wasn't because I was goofing off either--hell, I spent most of my time off doing chores! No, I didn't do it because my mind shut it out. I remembered I wanted to write something with my free time, but I couldn't remember what I wanted to write about.
In a way, this is a reminder of why people need to find more hobbies, as it really distracts you. On the other hand, I got no writing done. -_-
I feel like I've been so damn lazy.
The Flu
I got the shot. You know those stories though about how the strain is reaching a point where immunization isn't doing its job as well? I won that lottery.
I came back from a vacation shivering with a three digit fever and was not uncomfortable working while dressed in full layers. Walking was a genuine effort where I felt like I was hauling weights on my ligaments. And, to the surprise of no one: no one noticed. When I called out early and informed everyone involved, I still came back to work getting talked to by my department head who was wondering why I left early without informing anyone. Sigh.
Meanwhile, the second job got back to me and was really supportive about me calling in and said they'd understand if I didn't come in on Wednesday either. I mean, wtf? Why is it so hard for me to get any real consideration at my job?
Anyway, I can't rant long. I already spent half a day writing this. I'll continue later if I get some free time (not likely at this rate).
Here's the funny thing: I kept forgetting to write it.
Like it wasn't because I was tired, it wasn't because I was goofing off either--hell, I spent most of my time off doing chores! No, I didn't do it because my mind shut it out. I remembered I wanted to write something with my free time, but I couldn't remember what I wanted to write about.
In a way, this is a reminder of why people need to find more hobbies, as it really distracts you. On the other hand, I got no writing done. -_-
I feel like I've been so damn lazy.
The Flu
I got the shot. You know those stories though about how the strain is reaching a point where immunization isn't doing its job as well? I won that lottery.
I came back from a vacation shivering with a three digit fever and was not uncomfortable working while dressed in full layers. Walking was a genuine effort where I felt like I was hauling weights on my ligaments. And, to the surprise of no one: no one noticed. When I called out early and informed everyone involved, I still came back to work getting talked to by my department head who was wondering why I left early without informing anyone. Sigh.
Meanwhile, the second job got back to me and was really supportive about me calling in and said they'd understand if I didn't come in on Wednesday either. I mean, wtf? Why is it so hard for me to get any real consideration at my job?
Anyway, I can't rant long. I already spent half a day writing this. I'll continue later if I get some free time (not likely at this rate).