it is good to sleeep late and not to be concerned with the inexplicable activities of those who pay the wages and cannot give clear instructions regarding their requirements.
It is good to keep a distance from the confusion of people who while in charged with authority as a result of their knowing facts, seem unable to describe the requirements of the job at hand.
Good Morning.
After three weeks of leave from work, the neccessity of all those adjusting pills and treatments seems more distant. Doping and drugging to maintain a functionality in an impersonal environment, in a space where structures are unknown and unexplained, where leaders who cannot lead end up doing their charges work, demanding credit from them for this, an exclamation of inefficiency, a dull inability to explain their wishes, just ending in abrupt commands sweeping an area that is beyond the abilities of a single person to cover, saying "Go" without ever having said where.
Expecting "things" that have been done by a team as a matter of course, as a matter of procedure, to be done by a single person.
Stop dreaming.
The coffe is made, everybody hanging about in corners, waiting.
Go out, get bread. After having dressed of course.
Queue at the bakers store, get some pretzels, return- it is a lovely day now, and put the bretzels on the table.
Now everyone sits down. all three for
breakfast.
"I think somebody is making fun of me."
Is this paranoia? Or is it just depression.
It is good to keep a distance from the confusion of people who while in charged with authority as a result of their knowing facts, seem unable to describe the requirements of the job at hand.
Good Morning.
After three weeks of leave from work, the neccessity of all those adjusting pills and treatments seems more distant. Doping and drugging to maintain a functionality in an impersonal environment, in a space where structures are unknown and unexplained, where leaders who cannot lead end up doing their charges work, demanding credit from them for this, an exclamation of inefficiency, a dull inability to explain their wishes, just ending in abrupt commands sweeping an area that is beyond the abilities of a single person to cover, saying "Go" without ever having said where.
Expecting "things" that have been done by a team as a matter of course, as a matter of procedure, to be done by a single person.
Stop dreaming.
The coffe is made, everybody hanging about in corners, waiting.
Go out, get bread. After having dressed of course.
Queue at the bakers store, get some pretzels, return- it is a lovely day now, and put the bretzels on the table.
Now everyone sits down. all three for
breakfast.
"I think somebody is making fun of me."
Is this paranoia? Or is it just depression.
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