Warning: The following post is [indecipherable]. Reader discretion is advised.
To “drown your sorrows”- now that’s really rather an interesting concept. It’s usually attributed to drinking enough alcohol to numb one’s senses from, well, sorrows. But here’s a thought: Is it possible to drown your sorrows in work?
I think that’s what I’m doing right now- drowning my sorrows in work. Which is somewhat ironic, seeing as a good part of my so-called sorrows stem from work. That’s a bit of a paradox isn’t it? Just like the kind you’d get if you’d time travelled. Time, the final frontier (contrary to popular opinion, it’s not space). time. Tick. Time. Tock. TIME. Tick. TIME! Tock. Oh what a wonderfully devious little monster you are. Stretches of boredom, flurries of pressure, speeding up, slowing down, what curveballs haven’t you thrown yet? On second (or is it third? I’ve lost track…) thought, don’t answer that.
Where was I?
Right. Work. It’s really bloody amazing how all of a sudden, pianos and safes and cows just suddenly start falling out of the sky to crush you, just like they do in the old cartoons. I think I meant that metaphorically. Working a personal high of OT hours in a single pay period, to the point where I’m almost crossing the line where HR is going to start asking questions (or maybe they still will), has been interesting. In hindsight, 19.5 hours of OT averaged across two weeks really isn’t that bad all. It’s what? Almost 2 hours a day? (I can’t believe I just plugged that into a calculator to figure out -_-) In fact, being able to earn the OT pay is great. If only I didn’t have everything else to do after getting home. Extracurricular work, coursework, readings (AHAHAHA…what?) are all starting to blend together in this black hole whose sole purpose is to inexorably devour sleep and fragments of soul.
My head feels remarkably like goop at the moment. As I trudged out of the office today, I experienced this odd, synaesthetic meld of oncoming headlights, droning traffic, and that musty subway smell (is that unique to the TTC?). At least it only feels like goop though. Not a rock. Because that would be bad. Though it might be on its way there. I’m starting feel heavy-headed when I’m driving again. Note to self: Engage Anti-Rock Contingency Plan…(what’s after “Z”?).
Is it normal that the most epic movie trailer I’ve seen in the past couple months is for the re-release of Titanic? Of course it’s in 3D this time around. Where would the world be today without 3D technology? Right, the same place as it is now: floating in orbit around a molten ball of gas and metal, in a little solar system tucked away in some dusty corner of this galaxy.
The fact that for some unfathomable reason, Chrome’s dictionary doesn’t have the word “movie” in it is really messing with me at the moment. I spent a good few seconds scrutinizing the word that was underlined by that ruthless red squiggly line, questioning my sanity (what sanity?) until I realized that there isn’t another way to spell “movie” (“moovee”?).
To honest, I really don’t know where I’m going with this entire thing. What am I doing? There’s really no continuity here at all. It’s all rather…vague in my head. Bright, sanitized rooms, here I come. At least the walls will be soft.
I wish to apologize for my lack of interest in playing cat and mouse down Yonge St. this evening. As enticing as your offer was, with your gunning engine, frequent passes, and repeated cut-offs, I had to regretfully decline your offer.
I had neither the desire nor the motivation to engage you in a frivolous street race. I can assure you that I was definitely not in the mood and certainly did not have the time to deal with the inevitable legal and/or medical situations that would have arose had I acquiesced. Judging by the condition of your vehicle, I reckon you’ve had some trouble appreciating what street-appropriate driving is. Perhaps a street racing charge and a suspension somewhere in your future will help in that regard.
I can only wonder what provoked you, as a driver of a sports-trim Mini, to challenge a Saturn sedan to a street race in the first place. Perhaps you had confidence in my abilities and my vehicle to provide some competition. In that case, I’m flattered but unfortunately must inform you that you are sorely mistaken.
I highly recommend that you take your talents to a track though; I hear they welcome those with skills such as the ones you think you possess. But please, in the meantime, I would ask that you to learn how to drive properly. If only for your car’s sake.
A very wise senior executive of the company sent us a list of tips for tackling life and forging a career. Originally part of his convocation speech to the Class of 2008 MBA graduates from Queen’s University, this advice stems from his decades of life experience. Just thought I’d share.
Be honest. With others and with yourself. The truth is a lot easier to remember - and to rationalize. The answer that is in your heart as well as your head is much easier to pursue.
Be brave. Don’t take the easy way out. Take risks. If you believe in a decision, make it. Don’t wait for someone else and risk seeing the opportunity lost. By the same token, if you don’t believe in something, be brave enough to say “no.” You’ll build your self-confidence, plus you’ll never have to wonder “What if I’d only had the courage to …”
Be grateful. There are very few things you will achieve without others’ help. Let them know you appreciate it. If you do, chances are they’ll be there for you the next time too, … but if you don’t, you can bet they won’t be.
Be humble. Check your ego at the door and know that the team needs all of its members to roll up their sleeves and pull their weight. Only when you share the work, can you truly share the glory.
Be ready. Get as close to the decision-making process as you can. See and understand what choices are available, how decisions get made, what factors really matter and how it all gets weight … and come prepared to play your “A” game at all times.
Be open-minded. Good ideas are everywhere - every department, every location, every level - just waiting to be recognized and developed into great ideas.
Be curious. Ask questions. Poke around. Continue your education. Broaden your perspectives. Find out why things are done the way they are. You’ll find the answer you’re looking for. As well as some you weren’t. I have found that the most fulfilled people are those who are intellectually curious.
Be passionate. I cannot think of anything worse than living and working without passion - if you are not passionate about what you are doing, get out! You will be doing yourself or those around you a big favour.
Be generous. With your time, with your money, with your concern. Volunteer in your community. Help junior members of the team. Give a leg up to someone who’s struggling. The success they enjoy as a result of the help you gave them will be some of the most meaningful rewards you’ll ever receive.
Jim Leech President & Chief Executive Officer Ontario Teachers’ Pension Plan Board