Love Hate

I have this love hate relationship with work - I love what I do, if I bring something of worth to the company. Rail me down, and I loathe being at work.

I wonder why I stay sometimes - for what and for whom? For what? The money? Get real, seriously!! For whom? Me? That's going beyond a joke, right there! So why? Is it because I feel pity for those out there running low in their luck at the job department? Perhaps. All you need is know a little about accounts and tax, know a whole lot about excel, willing to work at whatever hours you want (although contact/office time should be fixed!) for piddles!!

That's not to say, I am ungrateful. There is also this endless quandary of not appreciating something that is so imperative in surviving this modern day rat-race. I hate being part of it, but it seems a necessary evil, punishing us for being alive in such a vibrant era! How much good is it when you have something that is purported good yet you resent it with a passion? Better to not have and be in bliss, rather than entertain this daily torture..you'd be a few dollars poorer but you'll be in bliss...

I hate this feeling and I get it often. I have to psyche myself enough to see the silver lining! Wish this feeling will go away...far far away...