“Freedom has a price, as high as that of slavery, the only difference is that you pay with pleasure and a smile, even when that smile is dimmed by tears”-Zahir-Paulo Cohello.
this is what I was reading while I was at work and yes I totally feel that way. Noones forcing me to come to work and sit and do the job right for 8 hours straight its my own free will to do so but then why am I not enjoying this?? I am very well free to do absolutely nothing at home apart from flipping channels in the coziness of my home. But I choose to do something more meaningful with my life…something where I can use my education ….but then why cant I stop looking at the clock every 5 minutes waiting for it to strike 3:00??
So basically I come to work every morning coz its better than not doing anything at home but when I am here, I do all my work with lightning fast speed (even when I am not required to be that fast) within the first 3 hours and then I have 5 more hours to pretend that I am busy. And then I wonder why do I have to pretend when I have done the days work assigned to me- May be coz I don’t want the coworkers to think that am doing nothing but why should I care when I know am smarter than them- those who cant submit a tiny report given a weeks time.
Why????
Funny….are the situations life puts us into and funnier it gets when it’s a routine we follow day in and day out without knowing why????
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