Though few have ever actually tried. And let me point out that there is a difference between being assertive and overtly aggressive. Generally people feel they have to be aggressive with me when managing me, or they just don't manage me at all. Have I pointed out lately how 90% of those in positions of authority shouldn't be let in charge of anything that has more free will than a ham sandwich? I promise I am somewhat likable, but as momma once said I don't suffer fools gladly.
Where is this post going, you ask? Glad you asked. I'm presently unemployed. Don't cry for me Argentina. Although I acted of my own free will when I decided enough was most definitely enough, if I had hung on for a little while longer, I would most likely have been laid off and received seven weeks of severance pay. It is somewhat comforting to know that I was able to leave on my own terms and not on someone else's, however. Someone who doesn't suffer fools gladly rarely enjoys it when fools decisions impact her life.
I promise that this is going somewhere, and although I haven't received a paycheck in over a month, my money situation is okay, and more still seems to be coming in than going out. I have no idea how this works, other than to say, that I actually spend so little money on myself, that I've created some sort of money black hole, where money just seems to end up in my bank account. So I have recently resigned myself to working for an idiot. Really, if my 90% theory works out, it's almost inevitable. Bear with me, this is actually going somewhere. I'd just like that particular idiot to be myself.
So that is where this post is going. Fuck it, it's time to say it, er write it. Because if I don't, I may have some excuse to let sanity prevail, and not do it. I may use some sort of qualifier in the sentence that lets me off the hook, or allows me an out. That would not be okay. I'm opening a bookstore. It may be the life decision that ensures a lifetime of pain and suffering. I'm okay with that. It couldn't possibly compare to the pain and suffering associated with working for a moron.
That's where accountability comes into play. If there isn't someone there to hold me accountable, my ADD addled brain would just as soon watch TV all day long. Yes I know it rots my brain. It's just that my particular brain reacts well to visual stimulation, and not a hell of a lot to much of anything else. That coupled with the essential lack of structure presently being imposed on me by the outside world, and essentially I just drool all day, with occasional drinking thrown in for effect. Believe me, if there's anything out there to make you take a good long look at yourself, and determine that you're still as fundamentally broken as you were half a lifetime ago, it's unemployment. So it's taken my over a month, but I've decided to hold myself accountable, in the only way I know how; to blog. If I'm forced to report progress to the rest of the world, despite the fact that most of the rest of the world won't necessarily care about the progress, I'll be forced to actually make progress. It's a good theory, and it may actually pan out. Or I may just have a propensity for fucking off that defies description. We shall see. And now, to the business plan.
This is excellent! Good luck. And I will be checking your blog for updates and reports on your endeavor. When I am back in New England I want to be able to set foot in your store. Now stop drooling and get to work!
Posted by: Cory | March 17, 2008 at 06:03 PM