It’s amazing to think that we have arrived at the last day of the first month of 2012! We are certainly well and truly on our way with the new year.
Of course my new year really hasn’t started yet although I could say the the inexorable slide towards renewing my employment has begun and I am preparing for my Monday start with grim determination.
It is a month ago today that I boarded a plane and headed off to New Zealand for a couple of weeks and the days since I got back have leapt by quite quickly although, paradoxically, work is a distant memory.
I could easily become a man of leisure although some may claim I already am!
Working at the mail centre has never been fun but this time my return is filling me with dread. I never want to go back after I have been on leave but I am always happy to see workmates who I may not have had contact with for a month or so and that lessens the blow of renewing work for the year.
This time I feel a little different. I certainly will be glad to see the old workmates but the job itself has reached a dead end and with the poor management of the last five years accompanied by some significant errors of judgement by the men charged to run the mail centre it’s fair to say that the life cycle of my employment there has become terminal.
I was reading a book recently on fiction writing and the author quoted a story about a man who has been a good citizen all of his life but finally, frustrated by dishonesty that exists all around him he takes matters into his own hands and meats out his own justice to those he thinks deserve it.
Thus he becomes as bad as those he wants to see brought to bay.
It struck a chord with me. I feel like striking back against things at AP that distract me and cause me to lose my even strain but in doing so I would be breaking the self imposed rules that AP require of all their staff and that would leave me in a precarious situation.
So I feel final victory over the loons, fools and over inflated under achievers who run Australia Post in Canberra and those who populate the place in general can only be authentically won by obtaining another job.
That will be a hard thing for a talentless, under qualified hack like me, especially in the tough economic times that we appear to be heading into but I am sure with a dose more dedication than I usually have when trying to reach objectives in my life, it can be done.
In the meantime I have decided to inject a bit more fun into my life, take more of the extensive long service leave that I have accrued over nearly quarter of a century at AP and be a more sociable and positive person. I guess that is a new year’s resolution I can try and keep.
I will keep you posted.
Of course my new year really hasn’t started yet although I could say the the inexorable slide towards renewing my employment has begun and I am preparing for my Monday start with grim determination.
It is a month ago today that I boarded a plane and headed off to New Zealand for a couple of weeks and the days since I got back have leapt by quite quickly although, paradoxically, work is a distant memory.
I could easily become a man of leisure although some may claim I already am!
Working at the mail centre has never been fun but this time my return is filling me with dread. I never want to go back after I have been on leave but I am always happy to see workmates who I may not have had contact with for a month or so and that lessens the blow of renewing work for the year.
This time I feel a little different. I certainly will be glad to see the old workmates but the job itself has reached a dead end and with the poor management of the last five years accompanied by some significant errors of judgement by the men charged to run the mail centre it’s fair to say that the life cycle of my employment there has become terminal.
I was reading a book recently on fiction writing and the author quoted a story about a man who has been a good citizen all of his life but finally, frustrated by dishonesty that exists all around him he takes matters into his own hands and meats out his own justice to those he thinks deserve it.
Thus he becomes as bad as those he wants to see brought to bay.
It struck a chord with me. I feel like striking back against things at AP that distract me and cause me to lose my even strain but in doing so I would be breaking the self imposed rules that AP require of all their staff and that would leave me in a precarious situation.
So I feel final victory over the loons, fools and over inflated under achievers who run Australia Post in Canberra and those who populate the place in general can only be authentically won by obtaining another job.
That will be a hard thing for a talentless, under qualified hack like me, especially in the tough economic times that we appear to be heading into but I am sure with a dose more dedication than I usually have when trying to reach objectives in my life, it can be done.
In the meantime I have decided to inject a bit more fun into my life, take more of the extensive long service leave that I have accrued over nearly quarter of a century at AP and be a more sociable and positive person. I guess that is a new year’s resolution I can try and keep.
I will keep you posted.
Strange Notations From a Laborious Life 