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Is a job just a job? Are you supposed to just go into work, do what needs to be done to the best of your ability and then extricate yourself from ‘work’ and go home and be a totally different person?
I have been struggling with these thoughts recently. You see, I am in a dilemma about life and work. We are who we are. I know myself and my friends who have known me for the longest time, know no different. Are we supposed to be the same person at the work place? If so, why are there so many ass-kissers, ass-wipers, ass-coverers and just plain asses around? I do not see so many of them in normal everyday life, which leads me to believe that people are just not themselves at work. But… why?
Why can’t we be ourselves wherever we go? Why do we have to fake it everytime we go into out soulless, lifeless offices each morning? I hear u shouting from behind the room ‘To get ahead, stupid!’ But why then must we be like those fakos who cover their ass long enough to get to the top where, after years of holding their shit in has turned them into maniacal monsters, where when they finally release their load, they cover all below them in excreta? Why?
So is a job supposed to be ‘just a job’? Do we go in and go back out and make no sound, touch no one and not affect anyone else’s lives as we spend 16hr days in the office? How is this even possible?
By now most of you would have realised that I am an idealist, and in this scenario a utopist. Close friends say I want a perfect world, and it is not possible. Why not? Why can’t people be who they are at work, and the same outside of work? Why can’t we enjoy what we do and get paid well for it. I believe it is possible. I believe that it is not only possible for me, but for everyone else. People just give up after a while and they settle for something that is just ‘ok’, ‘alright’ or just ‘fine’. Why not open your eyes, ears and heart and look? Look, until you find your comforti place.
Everyday is a new day that brings with it new opportunities and challenges. And you never know what lies around the next corner of life.

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