Maybe I will?
Being an employee is a curse–most of the time, at least. You will never be able to live in peace, even if you are doing everything your boss tells you to do, come on time, and treat all your colleagues with respect.
Because it’s not up to you. It doesn’t have anything to do with you. It has everything to do with the manager who had a fight with his wife last night, and poured his anger on your direct boss. So now your boss is looking for a reason to make your life miserable. He orders you to update some already updated files, or spends the rest of the day looking through all your previous reports, starting from the beginning of time itself, and picks any small mistake–that doesn’t matter anymore–and complains about it.
It has everything to do with that other manager–your manager’s arch-nemesis–who caught you texting on your phone–while in reality you were checking the time, because you don’t have a watch–and sent a complain to the VP stating that your manager isn’t keeping his employees in check. So what happens now? I’ll tell you what happens: A freakin’ meeting happens, and the entire work system is changed, just so that the manager can show the VP that he took action to improve his work force. And guess what! The new system SUCKS!
It has everything to do with that new Vice President, who decided that there are too many employees in the company. And it was time to cut some people loose. What does that mean? It means, instead of feeling happy that you have a day job, you feel like you’re walking on a minefield, blindfolded. You feel me?
So here I am, at the center of the minefield. My body is sweating like a football player after the Super Bowl, my eyes itching under the old piece of cloth that is wrapped around my face, and I’m wondering…
Why didn’t I learn a craft?