(SH)IT happens

This is a delayed post, which was in drafts since a few days. Publishing it as the mood is still raw and same!

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By now I am quite used to s**t happening almost all the time. So much so that I live through it and successfully. I don’t care any more. And if you’re working you’d know what I mean when I say, s**t always happens at workplace. You wake up all fresh and eager to do something successfully and something s****y is thrust upon you and told above that, that you are the only person who can successfully handle it. Even worse you’re not told anything at all. Just given the work you despise and the deadline. You are expected to sit late, come on weekends and simply speaking work you’re a** off on something for which you barely get any credit. Make that no-credit. Now why would someone want to do such work, you may ask. Of course there will be souls who do this all the time, like yours truly. Yes, I sit late and come on weekends for a work that no more matters to me. Then what does? Isn’t that question a tad obvious?   And a lazy goose that I am, I’m still enduring all this. When I ask myself ‘why am I doing this?’ I get complete silence from myself. I know that is because I have been lazy to get my bum up and look for another job. Crazy fool that I am, not valuing time which is slipping by every second. I realize all that when I begin doing meaningless stuff. I’m typing this when I should be resolving some issue unknown to me, which is dependent on some local configuration which is very bummy and not working at all, because of which I am not able to see the issue. Without seeing the issue, I cannot resolve it. See the cyclic dependency? It’s crazy it’s almost getting to me.

I don’t know if I’ll ever improve. Time for it though.

This too, is a letter to myself.