Mania
Today as 5:30 (aka only-6-or-7-hours-left time for everyone in my section but me) approached, and I began to think about how late I was going to stay tonight (since we had Monday off, and I leave at exactly 5:30 every Wednesday to go to Capoeira in Nagoya), suddenly I thought instead about all the books I want to read, all the things I want to draw, all the people I want to talk to, etc, so I got up and left. This is what I'll do from now on if there's nothing concrete keeping me there.
Feeling liberated by this, and having only made it through several more pages of Naked Lunch in half an hour during the afternoon break, I decided to put that one on hold till I feel like paying attention to it, i.e. till there aren't other books I'd rather read first (this may be never), so I went to the mall-type thing and got The Great Gatsby, which I'd felt like reading ever since it was alluded to in Norwegian Wood (apparently I am reading smut novels lately) as the main character's favorite book. I buy this, play a couple rounds of the Taiko game in the arcade, grab a surprisingly not-awful cup of coffee and read through about a third of Gatsby, come home, run to the gym (about 20 minutes each way .. but with a backpack containing a change of shoes, ugh), exercise and get invited to a party this weekend by some random dude, run home, record my Chinese lessons onto Minidisc, eat some tuna, drink some Chu-Hi, these details are irrelevant. The point is, I'm glad I left work instead of sitting around wasting time there, and I'll continue to do so. If they fire me for this, I'll see if I can stick around here for a while longer, and if I can't, come back to America and continue to do the things I like, in a city of my choosing. Does this sound reckless? Am I pushing my luck around, and slapping it? Someone let me know if this sounds ridiculous.
posted by bastardface at 9:48:00 AM
4 Comments:
I think this is exactly what you should do. Actually, it's funny that you say this because I've been dealing with the same thing here to a lesser degree. When 5:00 rolls around every day, I leave. I have nothing that needs to be done in the "OMG, THERE'S A FIRE, DO IT OR WE ALL DIE" kind of way, so screw it, I leave. This makes me the first person to leave every day, and I have no idea how late everyone else stays. Now that being said, I am almost always the first person here in the mornings too. I try to get here between 8 and 8:15. So if I'm a bad employee because I work my 8 hours and leave, then as you said, they can fire me. Till then, my evenings are mine god damn it.
11:47 AM
Are you expected to work extra hours every day? Is it an unwritten rule?
My theory about life: if you don't enjoy what it is that you are doing, do something else god damnit!
Whatever.
Anyhow, what the fuck is that game you linked to? Donder Page? What? Why is that lamb-dog eating a loaf of bread that the hamburger queen is farting on?
12:39 PM
I also do not stay late unless there is something pressing. My problem, however, is that I am have a difficult time seeing anything as pressing. I suggest keeping it up, and that Boston is the City you should select (I am currently littering my resume around there).
Also, Beastard... I did do something I enjoyed. Then I did too much of it and now I hate it. All things in moderation.
1:10 PM
z'monkey...
that's exactly my point.
you don't like it anymore, so now it's time to do something else, right?
8:55 AM
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