A really usefull engine...

Tis what Sir Tophamhat would tell his trains after doing something particularly cool. I'd know because I watched "Thomas the Tank Engine" religiously as a kid. When I first started saying I wanted to be an engineer when I was a kid, I really meant a train engineer. But I've gone this far...

So, why am I saying this? Well, I am sort of angered and fustrated at work. A lot of people fault socialism's tendency to promote laziness in the workplace. (The arguement goes: Why try hard when you get paid the same? I am not saying this is without merit.) But it sort of occurs in capitalism too. And I don't think it's just my workplace.

Now, I am about to come across as a pompous jackass. I know this. But I sort of... maybe pride isn't the best word, but I like to think that I try hard at work. I mean, I'm not perfect, not in the least, but I try to not cause problems or create more work for people. I try to be a nice guy. I show up when I am supposed to, do what I am told, get my money, life is good. But it feels empty.

Take today. Saturday night. Partay time for the other 4 kids friendly's employs at my position, and I am left working until midnight trying to clean up the place for the morning. I didn't do the greatest job ever, sorry whoever works tomorrow. But here's what angers me: Why are the other 4 peoples time worth more than mine? Why do they feel the need to arrange their schedule and availability so as to stick me with the worst possible hours while they soak up the easy time? I understand that the job sucks. Believe me, I do. I don't enjoy it any more than they do. But if you don't like it, quit. Don't insult my intelligence. I know the games you're playing, but I guess maybe I have it in my heart to help out my fellow workers. I know that if I called out tonight to go party with friends, I would have fucked all the waitresses over. They would've been making the same, or argueably less money, but doing more work that they aren't supposed to be doing.

I think they have come to the right conclusions. Some things money can't buy. Time is one of them. Avoiding stress is huge. But I think they're blind for failing to realize that their laziness and exploitation are harming others. I hope they are blind to it, because it'd make me vomit if they were doing this purposefully.

So, back to connect the dots. I conclude that this sort of stuff happens everywhere. Some workers know how to play the game and avoid work and create more for others. Other people feel bad and do it without complaining. It happens in Capitalism and Socialism. It's an unavoidable consequence of our material world telling kids you've got to fucking party like a rockstar.

Notice to my generation: Your nights of joy inflict pain on others. I'm reverting back to my original posts against them material girls dressed up in their sweatshop rags and handbags. Look around at the pain in the world. Have a fucking heart and care. Or maybe you should look away. Ignorance is bliss right?

This fence.
around.
yr garden.
wont keep.
the sky.
from falling.