I need to get fired!

I read Sunny Bindra’s post (http://www.sunwords.com/) of 14^th September “Here is your REAL employment contract”. I uh-huh’d and mmh’d all through it. It’s been a while since anything he wrote made me stop and think. It was different from his recent writings – not just localisation or a summary and discussion, where he gives his thoughts on someone else’s thoughts and idea.

Anyway, let me borrow his style, and localise the article. Let me bring it down, break it down to my perspective. Add my feelings and words, give my examples or two, but basically not offer any new idea?

That was my original intention. Epiphanic thought though followed my reading of the article. Something I already knew, had suddenly became a truth.

He says I am a human “resource”. He lies. Yes – from my perspective, he lies. The truth is worse.

Servitude is what it is. Indentured servitude. Indentured by self. Indentured by fear. Indentured by need.

I thought I was onto a good deal. I thought if I worked, I could free myself. I thought that if I worked, a time, would come when as some cusp, I would be projected out of the drudgery of daily toil. Delusion. Oh the pain of it. Indentured by self.

I brought myself here. Bound by the known. Following in the path that others had trod. I took the path well trod. That’s the lamblike mind numbing truth. Afraid of a miss-step. Afraid of the unknown. Afraid of what a tomorrow out of my comfort zone would mean. Indentured by fear.

I needed to live. To eat. To sleep. To cloth. To travel. To pay the bills. Needs that never end. And never will. Growing needs. Escalating needs. Indentured by need.

I need help. HELLLLLLLLLLLP!! Save me! Somebody save me. Salvation find me. Boss help me. Fire me. I need to get fired! Because there is no way my emancipation is going to be self wrought!

Oh hell – who am I fooling?

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