So, along with owning and operating a business, I am a working dog. I work for a big giant corporation whom I'm actually legally forbidden to mention by name in an publicly accessible blog
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Yeah, 'put up with it and bide my time' is pretty much the best bet, and obviously the one I went with, as I'm still working there. Managed two modays off in a row tho', so maybe it'll get better eventually
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I am basically a child of privilege, so I've got certain ethics drilled into me. (Though I came to it late. My mother married into the elite when I was 12. I remember a very different life, unlike my little brother.) Growing up in privilege comes with its own set of psychological problems, including the recognition that those problems look ridiculous from the perspective of the great mass of people who are not privileged.
Reading my last post, I sound like my parents. I believe what I said, at a certain level. But deeper down, I share your doubts. I'd like to see a very different world from this one. Many days I don't know why I get out of bed, except that I want to see N. and my future children (still trying!) have the best.
I too was a good kid... well, sort of. I rebelled passively. I did all the right things, and yet my teachers and parents loathed me. The difference between now and then is that I'm much better at hiding my attitude. (Or rather, I actually attempt to hide it now.)
Re: medieval books!wolfebyteMarch 18 2008, 04:53:08 UTC
I'm certainly not a child of privilege, and I'm not exactly sure what ethics and whatnot being perpetually poor was supposed to drill into me (being that a good deal of what I'm 'supposed' to believe/think/want I don't) but it did impart a certain thankfulness for money and what material possessions I was lucky enough to get
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Reading my last post, I sound like my parents. I believe what I said, at a certain level. But deeper down, I share your doubts. I'd like to see a very different world from this one. Many days I don't know why I get out of bed, except that I want to see N. and my future children (still trying!) have the best.
I too was a good kid... well, sort of. I rebelled passively. I did all the right things, and yet my teachers and parents loathed me. The difference between now and then is that I'm much better at hiding my attitude. (Or rather, I actually attempt to hide it now.)
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