corporate fuckoff
I fell down 3 times today.All on purpose.
I was in a chair in my work area, with my knees in the seat, facing the back of the chair. It was an Aeron, naturally, as I work for a startup.
I was sort of leaning over in it, right on the edge of falling, so I just thought "What the hell".
I fell over.
The thing that people don't really realize about falling is that it doesn't hurt. Your body can withstand a lot more punishment than it normally has to. Since falling over is something of a rareity in most people's lives, they forget that it doesn't hurt if you do it right.
I didn't hurt myself. My coworkers laughed at me for falling over. I decided to do it again.
I fell over again.
This time there was less laughter and more strange looks. I also fell on my keycards and cracked them both.
Later on the Vice President of Development came around to our area. My coworkers told him about how I fell over, so I did it again to demonstrate.
He regarded Mike and said "You remember what we were talking about earlier? This is why."
Drawing on my powers of deductive reasoning, I gather that he means that they passed me over for a promotion because I'm not serious enough.
Not like them.
Not stable and dependable.
Ladies and gentlemen I am most definately never going to get promoted much past where I am professionally because I don't know how to be a fucking normal human being.
It's beautiful.
It's depressing.
Now what?
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