SelfAbsorbed.ME : ‘It’s Your Life, We Just Write it Funnier’

This past Sunday, Boyfriend received a scolding e-mail from his boss, which I found ludicrous. In this e-mail, which he was reading on his Droid, which he was required to get when taking on this job, asking why he had not replied to an e-mail from their client that was sent earlier in the weekend. The reason? The e-mail was not urgent and it did not require a reply prior to Monday morning. When Boyfriend told his boss that he was sorry but was with his family over the weekend (it was after all, Christmas weekend), his boss replied and said that he still expected a response because Christmas was over. Um excuse me, but am I the only person who believes that the weekend, which is only two measly days out of a seven-day week, should be sacred?? Unless under urgent circumstances, I believe that those days should be work-free and that this should be a known and respected belief among all people. And people who don’t follow that belief should be arrested! Well, that may be taking it a step too far, but you get the idea.

When, and more importantly, why, did it become acceptable, and expected, that people become available to their jobs 24/7? And if this is the new norm, why haven’t salaries increased? If we are expected to be at the beck-and-call of our work, then we should be fairly compensated for our time and aggravation. Instead, we take any job we can get in this shitty economy, and accept whatever salary we are offered (because there is always someone willing take your job and at a lower salary) and are supposed to feel grateful that we have a job. NO! No, goddammit, NO! This is awful!!! What happened to the American dream? Dear God, what happened to the dreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeam???

When I was younger, I always thought of being in school as a prison term, and a job being my freedom. Now I see just show foolish and naive I was. School was easy peasy. I can’t believe that I actually complained about having to sit in a classroom all day and try to absorb some useful knowledge, which I wish I could remember today. And those four years away at college, getting my “higher education,” were a blast! I don’t think I was fully aware of it at the time, but college was the best four years of my life and, sadly, probably will be the best of my entire life. Because now, the party is over. Now I have a career and, whether I like it or not (not), I am enslaved to it. For the rest. of my. entire. life. Had I been fully aware of the implications of this and could grasp just how awful that concept is, I would have instead pursued my dream of being a soap star.