October 26, 2008 by roseweaver
Ah, how I love when TV shows someone emulate my life unintentionally. Or intentionally, since I don’t believe in coincidences.
See How I Met Your Mother’s lastest episode and share in my belief that exs’ should not be invited to weddings:
How I Met Your Mother "Shelter Island"
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October 16, 2008 by me
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This is my question. Because someone annoyed me today. And the only way I deal with that is to write. Lucky you.
Why are words like “work ethic” and “common decency” foreign to the generation after the baby boomers? They scream and yell that Gen Y’ers have no respect and no patience for today’s work environment, yet us go-getters still have to wait for our superiors to show up late to work, complain about their pensions, and have the “just enough to get by” mentality. And they call us slackers.
We may be annoying with our impatience, but that’s just because we refuse to waste our valuable times on situations that don’t work. We may be annoying with our constant inability to sit still…and all of our overcontemplation on how the world works and what we can get out of the world at large, all before our 30th birthday. But maybe all of these neurosis come because we know we live in a world that guarantees nothing, doesn’t care where you’ve been or where you’re going, and ultimately, just wants the finished project done on time, with little cost–no matter what quality may be lacking. Disagreements fall upon deaf ears, and no one takes the time to even know your last name.
The bottom line is robbing the bottom feeders of energy–something we strive to have, but somehow gets zapped from the mundane experiences of a job sort-of well done. We have no mentors, for no one will take the time or energy to train the next generation–they are too busy worrying that we will replace them.
It’s a constant struggle for this Gen Y’er who’s determined work ethic gets her in trouble, and who’s worth ethic doesn’t account for much.
It becomes increasingly frustrating to work for companies who don’t take the time (and don’t seem to care enough) to nurture their employees. And it makes me bitter and jaded. And I start to see myself in those employees that I loathe, who are also bitter and jaded, and it makes me want to scream.
And then I remind myself I have a job, but what job is worth a hard work ethic but no worth ethic?
Category Contemplations., Life Observations. | Tags: life | 2 Comments
October 15, 2008 by roseweaver
Since I dont have the Cubs to depress me anymore, I now have the 10 o’clock news. Which is actually more depressing. But whatever. At least I know the news now “shooting on the South Side”…”economy in turmoil”…yadda, yadda, yadda…let the distraction commence!
I am loving Fringe lately–although it does require my undivided attention which seems to be lacking lately–It’s been on my DVR for three weeks now, and I just sat down to watch one episode and ended up watching all 3 of them. Just love everything about it. The complicated storylines that always seem to be answered by the end of the show, but not without a tease for the next show…the digital location title pop-outs (I am a typography-geek at heart)…Josh Jackson and Anna Torv….I just love it all. Good thing too…they just renewed it for another season. Thank goodness–I hate watching new shows that ultimately get cancelled (see Raines, October Road, Women’s Murder Club…etc.)
I’ve been so busy lately that I haven’t even had time to blog. Part of me thinks that’s good. Part of me thinks it’s because I need a laptop to tote around (anyone want to buy me a MacBook Pro?), but another part of me thinks signing up for park district classes three times a week was a little overkill for this non-committer. But whatever.
In the past few weeks, I ‘ve seen Seal and BB King perform live. I’ve found out my dog might have a thyroid problem (enter Oprah joke here), and I’ve discovered that my wardrobe is not ready for the change in season. A series I work on at work has been nominated for a Chicagoland emmy, which means the red carpet is Saturday, so go me. And I am kinda hating on my apartment and neighborhood right now, but I don’t really have any reason too (although, maybe I do–see below). When I am super busy, I always complain that I have no downtime, and am constantly raccoon-eyed. When I have nothing to do, I can’t sit still and am constantly complaining that I should be doing something…and am raccoon-eyed. Is there no justice in this yin-yang universe?
So I always check this website out that chronicles the happenings around where I live. So here is a post I came across yesterday:
I’m sorry, WHAT!?!??! Where the hell do I live!? The article in the Sun Times is sketchy, as is the actual case. Dead bodies keep showing up in my neighborhood, and it’s freaking me out. And the sick thing is, I have yoga in that park district building. Ick. I’m like on that CSI show where they find dead bodies in the sewer which was really a mob hit covered up by the fact that it was at a newly renovated kid’s park where the mobster’s daughters play. Ick. Ick. Ick. Me no likey. I need to move. Damn economy!
That’s all for this distraction. Until the next one, have a good night!
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