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An original idea. That can't be too hard. The library must be full of them.


Look at these poor buggers waiting at the lights, ready to head in to work for another day of soul destroying, mind numbing, blood pressure raising work! And it doesn't even matter that these guys will be working in the waterfront precinct, with lovely views and the chance of seeing seals frolicking during their coffee break. It matters not one jot, because they are disenchanted through the crushing numbness that is paid employment in the year 2009.

One that fine note, here's Tuesday Q and A!
This is an easy one today: do you hate your job?
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smudgeon said…
Yes. What's to like about being adept at the 7.6 times table?
15 September 2009 at 12:21
Roddy said…
No.
I look out and see all manner of sea life.Gulls, terns, albatross, seals and the occasional shark. Not to mention the ever changing sea.
The work ain't bad either.
15 September 2009 at 12:38
yamini said…
Ha Ha Ha Ha.....

I am sad because the answer is noooooo.
I used to like my first job, where I spent four years. It was the perfect one for me. But, alas!!!! the vagaries of life.....
15 September 2009 at 14:01
Kris McCracken said…
Me, I think that I get your drift here...
15 September 2009 at 14:09
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, I see sharks too...
15 September 2009 at 14:09
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, it is depressing, isn't it?
15 September 2009 at 14:10
Carola said…
In the moment I'm travelling, work meens to get as much material to make later back at home something out of it, we will see.
In Germany I liked my job (never ever a only office job)- for a while- and then I took time out (or off). It's important to have a perspektive.
Kris, when are you starting your own creativ buisiness?
15 September 2009 at 15:01
Whoistin-tinandsnowy? said…
Hi! Kris,
Kris ask...do you hate your job?
And my answer is...no...because I'am an artist and that is what I get paid to do...not so much "materially,"
but more "spiritually."
Do you understand?

Take care!
DeeDee ;-D
15 September 2009 at 16:50
Roddy said…
And today my son two whales. This job can be fun and interesting. It's a pity more people can't share.
15 September 2009 at 18:58
Irina said…
No, I don't.
In fact, I like my job. Am I a freak? :)
15 September 2009 at 21:50
Sue said…
What day is it?
15 September 2009 at 22:55
lemon said…
I think I have found the right answere: YESSSSSS
Do I win an early pension?
:)
16 September 2009 at 04:59
Kris McCracken said…
All of these people liking their jobs, it's wrong!
17 September 2009 at 11:09
Roddy said…
And today two Minkies and a couple of Pilot whales. I believe they may be heading to their Southern summer breeding ground. Antarctica. What a wonderful playground it must be.
17 September 2009 at 18:39
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