Pain

The human experience is pain. It’s the affirmation of life. If you wake up in the morning and feel a headache, there is no question that you’re alive. In fact, you may wish you were otherwise. Funny how something we don’t want affirms something we desperately want… life. Pain from a parent’s divorce, from a cheating girlfriend, from a lying father, from a pointless job, from a physical problem, from the death of loved one, from your own failures, or from a devaluing of who you are gives evidence that your time is not yet over. But we can’t stuff it away. We can’t bury it. No one is exempt. We must endure it. For pain is the true test of a person’s character. Under torture, some have stood their ground and some have fallen. What you do under pain speaks volumes to fellow humans and to God himself. What will you do? It’s your life.

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Do You Have This Kind Of Job?


Possess too much testosterone: If you don’t have it, fake it. Laugh at other people’s misfortune. Repeatedly curse and make sexual references. Talk crude in front of the opposite sex and make fun of them when they can’t take it. Have an IQ of 45: if you don’t have it, hide the fact that you’re smarter. Talk about the girl you had the night before and how you disrespected every part of her. Talk about how you got trashed the night before and how you ended up naked in the front yard of somebody else’s house. Don’t do any work at work unless that work involves getting in other people’s faces. Threaten other coworkers jokingly with the worst bodily harm if they don’t do what you say because you’re in charge and then say you’re serious. Take care of yourself first and trust no one that you supervise. Remain incompetent to lead. Join with fellow supervisor’s who put down their subordinates. Punish everyone for the mistakes of the few. Demand of everyone that they know what everyone else is doing, and when they are not omnipresent nor omniscient take away their free time. Conform the place that you work at to the place you worked at previously. Always talk about how things were better at your last job. Pretend to enjoy your job and secretly hate it. Let bitterness over take you and hate everyone else who isn’t just as bitter. Hate the ones who actually enjoy their job. Stay in your current job because you know you have no real skills that could relate to the outside world. Continue the legacy of turning each other in. Do all this and more, and you’re probably someone I work with.