The Stupid Walk Among Us
Working at that event yesterday, and having gone to the cat cafe a few times and spending some time on their website, it has me thinking about fulfillment in life. Having a sense of satisfaction from participating in the event is an unusual thing, when I dread what I do for a living on a regular basis. I always have to put the caveat in there that my Boss is a terrific guy, and he's done more for me in recent years to make work as tolerable as possible than anyone else I've ever worked for. The fault isn't with him. It could be said to be with the stupidity of idiot customers, but in the end the fault is mine for doing something for a living I tolerate only a few days a year and despise the rest.
Work is to make money. That is a mindset I've had since I got my first job at 15. Through all the trials and errors of my life, I know full well that there is no hope for something better somewhere else. If you have a bad job, and you think leaving it for somewhere else is your salvation, you'll soon discover just how much worse it could be. I've lived it, experienced it... it is a gauntlet I've run through.
But there's few, if any, jobs where you don't have to deal with people. It is the inevitable punishment for being alive. I can't make the money I do cleaning litter boxes and playing with shelter cats. It simply is not a reality. And with the big ideas and dreams we have for our future, there will doubtful come a time when we'd ever be able to afford anything less than what we make now. With inflation as bad as it is, we can barely afford things now.
I envy this lady in a way that opened this cat cafe, because she pursued a dream and gets to do something she loves for a living. I don't know how much she gets paid to do it. Clearly there's rent and taxes on the property, the cost of food for the cafe and supplies. I think the cat food and care is taken care of through donations (which is something I did want to look into, as I wouldn't mind donating a few cases of food or something soon).
It's not like it was the first, or last, cat cafe. They've been popular in Japan and other places in the U.S. for some time. She just happened to think to do one in this area first. I can't even imagine the process involved with it. Finding locations, working with the proper shelter (which she may have already been connected to), the construction, putting together a food menu, branding products... none of that stuff is anything I'd want to spend too much time on.
And so, due to my lack of ambition, I work in a lackluster I.T. job instead of a fulfilling effort of altruism.
Instead of ending my day with any level of satisfaction, about the only thing I did today to bring myself an ounce of joy was intentionally ordering the additional webcam, soundbar and the soundbar bracket for the Meat Packer's conference room TV that the new I.T. bitch "accidentally" forgot to mention ordering with the TV, or the subsequent order for more supplies after that. Only at 7:45 or whatever last Thursday night did she "remember" (knowing I was off Friday).
Shit like that is what has me fucking off today, where I will eventually move to the couch before 3:00 because I am just tired and over it.
I was looking at the pet rescue's website that is associated with the cafe earlier, and it is a complete mess. According to the link for the "webmaster", the site's designer is some hippy liberal chick who believes in crystals and unicorns. It made me wish I knew web design so I could offer to help. Then again, GoDaddy and sites like that have all the tools, where you really don't need to know anything (hence the crystal lady being a "webmaster"). Links don't work on the thing. Adoption bios are a mess. Pictures load HUGE and half of them are literally in half, as pictures seem cut down the middle and cut off by the edge of the browser window. Making me wonder if the site is optimized for cellphone browsing or what.
Way back at the Software Circus they had me wasting time on the company "Intranet" page. I did actually enjoy doing that stuff, though I was just screwing around and now that I am older I completely understand people there being annoyed with me getting paid to do it. Then again, I was getting paid about 1/8th of any of their lowest salaries.
Then too there also comes the responsibility, and whining, if things aren't working. Even people you might like can slip into that hell of being annoying, stupid, helpless users. And the last thing you want to do is even offer help when you're in I.T. because then anytime anything with a plug has a problem, people's brains just immediately shut off and they expect you to fix it.
The Sparrow thought about approaching Madison about the shelter's instagram page, which is terrible. But he too fears the drama that might come of it, as well as having to field questions for dumb assholes that want to post replies on pictures asking where they can dump off kittens they don't want or elderly cats they are "tired of" and want to get rid of.
On a personal side note, I think anyone that gets rid of an elderly cat or dog because they are just tired of dealing with them should be executed. Shot in the fucking head. Madison has mentioned some stories about that, and I've already known in the past about situations where people do it. I think if I could somehow know in the future some prospective adopter might toss our two girls when they got "too old" I might find their address and run their asses down on their front lawn.
As I keep saying, the general population are just assholes. I really am not the kind of person who believes people are "essentially good". I think people are essentially stupid. I mean, just look back to what happened during the "pandemic" if you want to see just how dumb people are. It's 2024 now, and you still have people getting Covid shots... AND announcing it proudly. It's like they don't even know they are stupid.
Work is to make money. That is a mindset I've had since I got my first job at 15. Through all the trials and errors of my life, I know full well that there is no hope for something better somewhere else. If you have a bad job, and you think leaving it for somewhere else is your salvation, you'll soon discover just how much worse it could be. I've lived it, experienced it... it is a gauntlet I've run through.
But there's few, if any, jobs where you don't have to deal with people. It is the inevitable punishment for being alive. I can't make the money I do cleaning litter boxes and playing with shelter cats. It simply is not a reality. And with the big ideas and dreams we have for our future, there will doubtful come a time when we'd ever be able to afford anything less than what we make now. With inflation as bad as it is, we can barely afford things now.
I envy this lady in a way that opened this cat cafe, because she pursued a dream and gets to do something she loves for a living. I don't know how much she gets paid to do it. Clearly there's rent and taxes on the property, the cost of food for the cafe and supplies. I think the cat food and care is taken care of through donations (which is something I did want to look into, as I wouldn't mind donating a few cases of food or something soon).
It's not like it was the first, or last, cat cafe. They've been popular in Japan and other places in the U.S. for some time. She just happened to think to do one in this area first. I can't even imagine the process involved with it. Finding locations, working with the proper shelter (which she may have already been connected to), the construction, putting together a food menu, branding products... none of that stuff is anything I'd want to spend too much time on.
And so, due to my lack of ambition, I work in a lackluster I.T. job instead of a fulfilling effort of altruism.
Instead of ending my day with any level of satisfaction, about the only thing I did today to bring myself an ounce of joy was intentionally ordering the additional webcam, soundbar and the soundbar bracket for the Meat Packer's conference room TV that the new I.T. bitch "accidentally" forgot to mention ordering with the TV, or the subsequent order for more supplies after that. Only at 7:45 or whatever last Thursday night did she "remember" (knowing I was off Friday).
Shit like that is what has me fucking off today, where I will eventually move to the couch before 3:00 because I am just tired and over it.
I was looking at the pet rescue's website that is associated with the cafe earlier, and it is a complete mess. According to the link for the "webmaster", the site's designer is some hippy liberal chick who believes in crystals and unicorns. It made me wish I knew web design so I could offer to help. Then again, GoDaddy and sites like that have all the tools, where you really don't need to know anything (hence the crystal lady being a "webmaster"). Links don't work on the thing. Adoption bios are a mess. Pictures load HUGE and half of them are literally in half, as pictures seem cut down the middle and cut off by the edge of the browser window. Making me wonder if the site is optimized for cellphone browsing or what.
Way back at the Software Circus they had me wasting time on the company "Intranet" page. I did actually enjoy doing that stuff, though I was just screwing around and now that I am older I completely understand people there being annoyed with me getting paid to do it. Then again, I was getting paid about 1/8th of any of their lowest salaries.
Then too there also comes the responsibility, and whining, if things aren't working. Even people you might like can slip into that hell of being annoying, stupid, helpless users. And the last thing you want to do is even offer help when you're in I.T. because then anytime anything with a plug has a problem, people's brains just immediately shut off and they expect you to fix it.
The Sparrow thought about approaching Madison about the shelter's instagram page, which is terrible. But he too fears the drama that might come of it, as well as having to field questions for dumb assholes that want to post replies on pictures asking where they can dump off kittens they don't want or elderly cats they are "tired of" and want to get rid of.
On a personal side note, I think anyone that gets rid of an elderly cat or dog because they are just tired of dealing with them should be executed. Shot in the fucking head. Madison has mentioned some stories about that, and I've already known in the past about situations where people do it. I think if I could somehow know in the future some prospective adopter might toss our two girls when they got "too old" I might find their address and run their asses down on their front lawn.
As I keep saying, the general population are just assholes. I really am not the kind of person who believes people are "essentially good". I think people are essentially stupid. I mean, just look back to what happened during the "pandemic" if you want to see just how dumb people are. It's 2024 now, and you still have people getting Covid shots... AND announcing it proudly. It's like they don't even know they are stupid.