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I never did post how the rest of the show ran. Pretty well, all things considered. The remaining five nights were entirely enjoyable; such that now, as a member of the troupe, I'm pretty much guaranteed a spot in the next show, which I will be taking. By the end of this week I should know casting; rehearsals will start probably next Tuesday. The show is a Medieval Christmas Carol. It's kind of weird -- it was amethystjade's first show with the troupe, last year; but she doesn't have the time to commit to it this year, so ... I have already asked the director not to cast me in the same role she played last year. That would be too damned weird.
In other news, my work in the financial sector is continuing, because I do like the outlandish paychecks. I hate pretty much everything else about the place; though some of the coworkers are nice enough, the supervisor's a pain, the work itself is drudgery that frustrates me, and in general I'm a semi-ignored cog, and the place is so broken in so many ways that it evokes my desire to FIX THE THINGS, REPAIR THE PROCESSES, MAKE IT WORK -- but I am very uneasy about attempting to DO that, because I am indeed a mostly-ignored cog. Conversations have quite literally gone like so:
cpip: Shouldn't we be doing X?
Nameless Co-Worker: Yeah, probably. *vague smile*
cpip: So ... why aren't we?
Nameless Co-Worker: *vague smile*
And since some of these things are things that other people would need to be doing ... yeah. I do not want to be the one to work myself into a lather trying to save these people from themselves, but by god it offends my pride and professional sensibilities. So I keep half-heartedly looking for something else, but so far nothing's panned out; this is partly because I really don't know what I want to do with my life.
In other news, my work in the financial sector is continuing, because I do like the outlandish paychecks. I hate pretty much everything else about the place; though some of the coworkers are nice enough, the supervisor's a pain, the work itself is drudgery that frustrates me, and in general I'm a semi-ignored cog, and the place is so broken in so many ways that it evokes my desire to FIX THE THINGS, REPAIR THE PROCESSES, MAKE IT WORK -- but I am very uneasy about attempting to DO that, because I am indeed a mostly-ignored cog. Conversations have quite literally gone like so:
cpip: Shouldn't we be doing X?
Nameless Co-Worker: Yeah, probably. *vague smile*
cpip: So ... why aren't we?
Nameless Co-Worker: *vague smile*
And since some of these things are things that other people would need to be doing ... yeah. I do not want to be the one to work myself into a lather trying to save these people from themselves, but by god it offends my pride and professional sensibilities. So I keep half-heartedly looking for something else, but so far nothing's panned out; this is partly because I really don't know what I want to do with my life.