Friday, February 10, 2006
Doing a bad job
Since I moved to Lancaster, and possibly well before that, I've done one thing, I've tried to do the best for people. It's a waste of fucking time. It's not appreciated, it doesn't help and it doesn't make anything better. I can't wait until I don't have to fill the gap whilst waiting for a real manager.
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OK here come Nimiwey's words: You do a good job for you, so when you lay in bed at night and feel your wife's breath on your neck you can say to yourself, "I was good man today".
OK, so I watch Dr. Phil. I think he's profound and has helped me quite a bit with my internal monologue.
I guess some friends are just shit...(thinking about what you posted on my blog) and I don't know if I want to deal with that anymore...
I was going to say something similar to nimiwey. Keep doing good stuff even if you don't feel it's appreciated. It's important.
Well, I try and do the best (and a bit more) that I'm capable of, but part of that involves taking othe people into concideration. Sometimes the demands of the job conflict with people's personal interestis and that's when it becomes a bit too tricky for me to deal with.
The friends involved in this post are actually realy nice (mind you I have decided that friends that are shit are no longer an issue for me!), which is what makes things such a problem.
Anyway, drunken (leaving do) posts don't help matters either! Cheers for the thoughts though!
As for you doing a bad job, it seems like you dealt admirably with the hand you were dealt. A huge amount of responsibility fell into your lap and you did your best. You try and do well by people because that's the right thing to do, and that other people don't appreciate it is no reason to stop. You can't account for other people... Sorry I'm rambling, bud
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