Monday, September 16, 2013

Workin' It


Yes, children, this is a dung beetle. And this article, with a much funnier and somehow sad cartoon of this beetle's corporate counterpart, is an absolutely brilliant take on the workplace of today. Really, how important is what you do on a daily basis? And think about who you know, that if they didn't show up to do their job today, how that would put a crimp on everyone else's quality of life, or even leave their life dangling on the end of a string over a frightening precipice. I don't know about you, but I feel a tremendous sense of accomplishment when I cook a great meal or arrange a vase of flowers or write a poem or fill the house with delectable baking aromas. And nobody pays me to do these things. It's a visceral human need to have something to do that gives a sense of satisfaction. We have an internal drive to execute and complete tasks. Think how good it feels to check those items off your to-do list. And then consider that on a much deeper level than you realize, your instincts are correct when they scream out at you how psychologically unfulfilling the meeting or seminar you are about to sit through truly is. Since I feel fine about ending a sentence with a preposition, but not necessarily a blog post, I added this totally superfluous sentence to finish things off. Now get off the internet and get back to work, you slacker!
   

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