The Buckets by Greg Cravens for January 31, 2015

A career is a soul-sucking enterprise where you trade your time for a questionable amount of currency, while you perform work of questionable value for people of unquestionable moral turpitude.

I’m with you, Doc. I loved the work I did and my coworkers but the managers were jerks who got promoted for reasons other than merit.Once, after my house was damaged in a flood, my boss would not give me time off to meet with the flood insurance adjuster until I told him I was going to anyway and only then did he agree to give me time off. This was at a government job by the way; I won’t say which one.

I have yet found a job that I liked but I was able to tolerate them.

A career started off as “I’ll go find something to eat. I’ll bring some back for you and we’ll sleep here.” Then it became. “Hey. I made this basket. Trade you for some food”, now, 100,000 years later, it’s “I’m going to go do something I don’t like for people I don’t like and I’ll get paper that I can trade for food.” Unless you’re a cartoonist. Then it’s all “La, la, la, I’m happy. Ooh, look out for the radicals with the guns. La, la, la.”

I like the bug-eyed one’s logic, though.

Agreed Larry.

What’s Eddie wearing?

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