Funeral Dirge for what little is left of my soul

[Banjo Dude]

So, I'm looking for work, right?  And I have gotten to the "fuck it, minimum wage is better than no wage" stage of things, so was just trying to apply to fucking petco.  (oh, just shoot me now)

Bad enough that they do it all via their website, which is glitchy and annoying and keeps borking my browser and requiring that I log out and back in and shit like that, but...

I just noticed, on one of my repeated attempts to actually finish this exercise in probably-futile self-torture, that the title of the web page is "My Submittal."  That's right, "submittal," not "submission."  I'm pretty sure the only realm where "submittal" means "submission" is architecture;  everywhere else in English, it means "the act of submitting," as in giving in, and not the thing being submitted.  Another case of people not knowing what words mean?  Another case of people not really appreciating the subtleties of the language?  Or is it a fnord? 

I think it's to get an early start on breaking the employee's will.  I bet this is one of those places where there's no union "because we're all just basically one big happy family."

SO

I had to take a break to avoid just cutting my own legs and hands off and applying for disability instead of applying for jobs, and ended up with this:

http://xkcd.com/851/

not really music, but it's a music reference, so I stuck it here.

I love this Randall weirdo's strip.  Anyone who has that much appreciation for geeky jokes and flowcharts is OK in my book.  Plus, now I have the Katamari theme in my head, which isn't as bad as it might sound

[DigitalBuddha]

I often wonder what it would be like if the whole world simply quit their jobs and said "fuck it, I'm going bowling. One thing is for sure, we would be a lot less stressed out. Maybe peace would prevail for a while.

Do you have a job, sir. Fuck no, I'm going bowling!

Being employed...........it's overrated!

[4weeddude]

I have been in a winter shelter (during the winter) sponsered by local churches here in Marin County, CA. and every once in awhile one of the church members will say it must be rough out on the street's ... to which I reply ..... honestly often we are gathered talking about how we feel sorry for you .... you have several jobs (work, home, children) and you live to slave at this...... 
 

[BikerDude]

I went through a protracted period of unemployment that was just about enough to exhaust all our savings and put us in deep doo doo with the bank.

The Dudeist faith was perfect for keeping me on an even keel during this stage. And I abided for a time and well...

But actually the company I am a consultant with also has a lot of subtle dehumanizing terminology that has always bothered me. Employees are termed "Associates". I mean how much more blatant could they be in removing all vestige of individuality. The latest is "The Model". They send out a description of what the perfect associate would be. It's positively jaw dropping. It's Nietche's Das Ubermensch which as we all know was used by the Nazi Party. This sort of stuff is going to get more and more common. I believe it's happening in politics and it's very unhealthy. Whenever you begin to mix identity with ideology look out. It's a tried and true formula to get people to do some pretty nasty stuff.
But I doubt that petco will be enlisting you into a cult or anything. Just saying....
Lost my train of thought...

[Rev. Gary (revgms)]

I am planning my exodus from the capitalist shell game of metal recycling. Looking to start my glass engraving again, not many clams to be had doing it, but it is a far more Dude lifestyle and source of monkey food.

Find something you love to do, then find a way to get paid for it, then just have fun doing what you would do anyways, while paying the rent. I know this is easier said than done, but if you can seize it, do so in abiding.

[Banjo Dude]

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Find something you love to do, then find a way to get paid for it, then just have fun doing what you would do anyways, while paying the rent.
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Heh, too bad I'm a shitty banjo picker