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Sometimes I just don't understand how people can do certain things and actually feel good about it.
This comes out of talking to Nelson last night, who decided that it was perfectly moral and justifiable to send gay porn to the office of the man who recently fired him. I told him how shitty that was, and that led into a whole argument about how since I'm not in the corporate world, I don't know how dog-eat-dog, dirty and cut-throat life is.
Am I that unique that I feel guilty when I do vindictive things, that vengeance will never bring back whatever it is this other person chose to take from you?
Am I being naieve because I believe in karma, that the more good you do, the more good will come back to you (and vice versa for bad)?
Am I fucked up because I care more about being a good person and having a job that makes other people's lives better, than making a shitload of money being a secretary in San Francisco for some corporate shithead?
I hate having to do this with him, almost once a month now it seems, where we get into these arguments and have to agree to disagree...and I end up questioning why I'm friends with someone like this...because he's only shitty to other people, he doesn't do this shit to me? Where's the stopping point for friendship?
The sad part of it is, his attitude towards life is the only thing preventing him from succeeding in the corporate world, because he thinks his egotism and arrogance will be an asset, because everyone else is there for the common good and he's only interested in himself. Shit, that's only in movies and on TV that that kind of shit succeeds.
This comes out of talking to Nelson last night, who decided that it was perfectly moral and justifiable to send gay porn to the office of the man who recently fired him. I told him how shitty that was, and that led into a whole argument about how since I'm not in the corporate world, I don't know how dog-eat-dog, dirty and cut-throat life is.
Am I that unique that I feel guilty when I do vindictive things, that vengeance will never bring back whatever it is this other person chose to take from you?
Am I being naieve because I believe in karma, that the more good you do, the more good will come back to you (and vice versa for bad)?
Am I fucked up because I care more about being a good person and having a job that makes other people's lives better, than making a shitload of money being a secretary in San Francisco for some corporate shithead?
I hate having to do this with him, almost once a month now it seems, where we get into these arguments and have to agree to disagree...and I end up questioning why I'm friends with someone like this...because he's only shitty to other people, he doesn't do this shit to me? Where's the stopping point for friendship?
The sad part of it is, his attitude towards life is the only thing preventing him from succeeding in the corporate world, because he thinks his egotism and arrogance will be an asset, because everyone else is there for the common good and he's only interested in himself. Shit, that's only in movies and on TV that that kind of shit succeeds.