But when you do well
The true intentions of your secret smile
I couldn’t stop
I couldn’t tell you no
I hate to say I’m giving into you
–Marié Digby, “Fool”
Another monotonous day here at the workplace. Now no wonder many office workers fall into social apathy or at a certain extent, depression. Their lives are bound to an empty routine. You wake up, take a bath, commute to work then do a treadmill of copying and filing. The excitement only comes on payday.
But I decide my life, not the workplace nor society. If I want excitement in my life, I’ll be the one to put it in. Although of course there are times when I give in, when I succumb to society’s weakness. Many times I feel empty and that my work is unproductive and has no direction. All I do is edit tasteless English reviewers.
Okay Amarent. If you happen to read this, if you happen to know who I truly am, I’m taking back what I said. Now that I’ve experienced office life, I finally agree with you that being a student is much more fun an daring. At least every half a year is a whole new adventure if you’re a student. New classes, new classmates, new professors, new schedules, new worlds… The taste changes hence my tongue for adventure never becomes numb.
I’m glad I finally discovered the 7 Reasons the 21st Century is Making You Miserable. According to the extraordinarily witty writer, corporate employees do tasks that don’t yield material nor corporeal results which adds up their feeling of emptiness or worthlessness. Now that I’m editing unrelenting pages of reviewers, I feel what I do is hardly fruitful. If only I was four years younger, I’d be complaining like a corrupted mp3 file, yelling phrases like, “What’s the point of all this? What good is this gonna do? I’d rather flush wazoo down the toilet!” But now that I’ll be twenty years old in a month’s time, I’m now the mature adult who would rather do what she’s assigned. After all whining won’t help, only worsen.
Amarent, that friend I mentioned, is a typical guy working from 8am to 5pm, his workplace being a 5×5 meter cubicle. Everyday he goes to work, every week he gets his paycheck, every time the same… He tells me that most of the time he feels empty. He tells of his happy college life wherein he was the subject of popularity. But now he realized that you can’t always have what you want, and that you can’t always be on top. I added that the bad thing about being on top is there’s no other way but down.
As related to the number 7, I’ve read from The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens by Sean Covey that you should begin with the end in mind. Think of the objective but stay in the moment. I’ve applied that principle and it does seem to work. My next training now is to make it a habit. So it’s back to those bloody English reviewers then! At least they’re no longer, “Elementary, dear Watson.” Nouns, pronouns, adjectives, adverbs, conjunctions, et cetera.
Oh, and Amarent. I’m glad that I was able to grant you unpredictably happy moments that became such wonderful memories for you and I. One day you’ll be the rookie next to me.
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