Monday, November 10, 2008


I'll be frank.. my job enthusiasm has waned. It's been in steady decline for a while now, leading to my current assessment: what is the point?

Einstein said insanity was, "Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." Welcome to my workplace; that definition could be our combined mission and vision statement as far as I am concerned.

Enough said about that. If my boss googles my name then that'll scratch me from the list of employed persons but I'll takes me chances. Being the impulsive, potential-seeking creature that I am, as evidenced by the results of that online test I recently took, I'll continue writing in an effort to somehow seek out a higher ground.

I made a list of likes and dislikes when it comes to the working world:

I like working by myself. I don't like collaborating with anyone, and don't like participating in team activities. Maybe that's why I prefer running as a means of exercise to engaging in any team sports.

I don't like dealing with other people, especially having to manage them. I just wish everyone would be responsible enough to get their work done without someone having to look over their shoulder. I'm tired of managing people.

I don't like talking to anyone on the phone. I much prefer e-mail. I hate calling people and incoming calls are a nuisance. But phone calls beat having useless meetings (of which 99% are indeed totally useless) any day of the week.

Despite my hermit-like behavior, I believe every person in the workplace who does his or her job is just as valuable as the next person and deserves utmost respect. One of my biggest pet peeves is people who "talk down" to others, or who hand out preferential treatment or treat people differently because of their rank or status in the company.

I detest.. no, deplore.. no, both, detest and deplore nepotism.

I hate wearing a suit almost as much as nepotism.

I like the logical. I like analyzing things and coming up with ideas and solutions, but I don't like doing the legwork to carry them out. Things that are illogical drive me nuts.

I like a lot of freedom on the job. Regimentation and set schedules are not for me.

I like writing. No one messes with me and I don't have to depend on anyone to get something done. I also like designing Excel spreadsheets. And I like analyzing stocks. None of these things really requires much interface with (i.e., interference from) people until the project is completed.

Wow, do I sound like a grumpy old man? Haha, I sure do, don't I? But those are my druthers, and if I had the choice, that's how it would be. Like the Wizard of Oz standing behind his curtain, making things happen.

I wish I had more time to read books and make better use of the Wall Street Journal subscription. I would like to get a Kindle one of these days in the not-too-distant future. Timothy Ferris' The 4-Hour Workweek is one of the best books I've readh this year; I find many of his ideas interesting (take a look at the product page) except I get saddled with guilt when I think about actually implementing some of them because like most people, I have the ingrained notion that you've got to be on a 40-hour or more workweek to earn your keep and if you're not, you're a slacker.

So what does all that spouting off in today's entry mean? That I'm increasingly tired of the definition of insanity being played out Monday through Friday and I'm thinking of solutions to that dilemma more and more these days. Where does it all lead? Sometimes I think that's asking to be the King of the World, but you know, one has to be true to ones self and try and play out their dreams.

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