Vault101 said:
Johnny Impact said:
1) Need to believe in love; [/B] not nessicaryly, I dont really care about this whole "love" thing...what ever its suposed to be (anti-romantic here) but the fact that poepel can care enough about each other (and work at it) to form long term relationships
That's more or less what I mean by love.
2) Need to find a woman who can stand my company for extended periods (say, longer than ten seconds); [/B] Im sure she exists...on this plane of existance
3) Need to stop my indescribable loathing for children; [/B] EVERYONE hates children at some point...other peopels children..I'd bet you'd feel differently about your own
........Mom?? What are you doing disguised as some random dude on the Escapist forum??
I have no doubt there are women out there with whom I could be happy, and who could be happy with me. However, my interests are obscure, I suck at conversation, my looks are average at best, and I don't have money. This means she will tell me to piss off, just like all the others did.
And don't hand me any crap about cynicism. Spotting a trend, even a negative trend, and using it to inform and shape my life, does NOT make me a cynic, just an observer of human behavior. Women do not say yes to me. It's just not something that happens. Through many years of trial and error I have learned that it truly is a waste of time to ask. I treat women the same way I treat men: greet them when they walk in the door, share conversation, tell jokes, whatever -- but that's as far as it goes. I am harmless in every possible way, I might as well be gay for all the interest I would ever express in a woman. Nevertheless, I seem to get pegged as the potentially dangerous weirdo/predator who is best avoided. Such is life.
4) Need to feel like the values I would attempt to instill in my offspring -- honesty, a decent day's work, etc -- would be assets in society, rather than liabilities; [/B] your being a little cynical there...they arnt liabilites
I'm a supervisor at my job. Let me explain to you what honesty and work ethic mean there.
I once saw (well actually I see it almost every day, but let's continue) one of the crew sit on a bucket for a whole hour, just shooting the breeze with the folks who were working. I came up to him and said, "You have ninety minutes left in your shift. There's a list posted on that wall of things that need to be done. I want you to cross off two items before you leave." His response was to mouth off to me and continue sitting there. Ninety minutes later he got up -- to clock out for the day.
Now, in my opinion, this kind of crap should not be tolerated. Anyone who sits around like that is dead weight. Anyone who mouths off to a supervisor has a poor attitude and poorer judgment. I have heard of jobs where doing either of those things will get you fired the first time it happens. No discussion, no second chance, you're just gone.
At *MY* job? He's been getting away with it for three years. I cannot even mention this behavior to my boss because
I will be told I am the one with the problem. I'm not even joking, my boss actually believes it is wrong to expect people to do their jobs, and even more wrong to call them on it when they don't. It has happened before: we had a girl who was always half an hour late for no reason, when I tried to make an issue of it my boss told me I wasn't being forgiving enough. I can give many, many more examples. I don't expect perfection, but there has got to be a line somewhere -- except, apparently, there is no need for a line, because we sure haven't got one.
My work ethic -- the best at my place of employment, I don't mind telling you -- does not mean that I make more money. It does not mean that I have authority or upward mobility. It means I get to do my own work, and do others' work, and take crap off arrogant kids who do nothing but cost the company money and bring down morale. There is, in fact, no benefit, tangible or otherwise.
Before you try to tell me I wouldn't be a supervisor if I wasn't honest and hard-working, you should know I got the position because the previous manager and the supervisor who was next in line for his job were both fired for bringing marijuana to work. They had to promote someone so they picked the next most senior guy for manager and me (at random) for supervisor. I didn't get the job on merit, I got it on someone else's demerit.
Don't even get me started on how terrible it is to be honest. For example, I could tell you, "Your poor spelling significantly reduces the weight of your arguments. For your own sake, please learn to do better," and I would be absolutely correct. But you don't want to hear that. Honesty earns no friends.
