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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?

Comments

smudgeon said…
Yes. What's to like about being adept at the 7.6 times table?
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.
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.....
Kris McCracken said…
Me, I think that I get your drift here...
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, I see sharks too...
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, it is depressing, isn't it?
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?
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
Roddy said…
And today my son two whales. This job can be fun and interesting. It's a pity more people can't share.
Irina said…
No, I don't.
In fact, I like my job. Am I a freak? :)
Sue said…
What day is it?
lemon said…
I think I have found the right answere: YESSSSSS
Do I win an early pension?
:)
Kris McCracken said…
All of these people liking their jobs, it's wrong!
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.

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