Seeking Appreciation For My Hard Work
Seeking Appreciation For My Hard Work
Yet another poem dedicated to my boss, for whom I’ve been working for 5+ years. Here is the content:
I have been working for you
For a long, long time
And I’ve been working really hard
In fact, there have been times
When I have worked on weekends
And there’ve also been times
When I’ve worked beyond midnight
Apart from this
I’ve also faced numerous hardships along the way
Take 2018, for…
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Deadly "pressure-to-perform" claims another life
A 25 year old with technical and business degrees from IIT and IIM, the top Indian colleges and working for McKinsey, the world’s best consulting company. Everyone would say what an amazing guy. The mental pressure around the two statements is in itself unimaginable.
It is generally accepted that at least 3 years of work experience is required to take up an advanced or Master’s degree and in the…
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grabbing myself by the scruff of the neck and forcing myself to at least skim read a longform post or piece of text that i just scrolled past despite thinking it sounded interesting because it's "too long" i will NOT contribute to my own attention deficiency and limit my general knowledge and critical thinking skills by needing information spoonfed to me in bitesize pieces to be able to digest it i will NOT
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whoever the fuck i saw saying "i can't stand english bitching because they're so complacent" and whoever else thinks we're not doing enough i'd like to invite you to DO SOME FUCKING RESEARCH.
a law was recently passed that deemed any kind of protesting as disruptive and able to be punished by the police, alongside giving the police more power.
we all watched the police storm the PEACEFUL VIGIL for sarah everard - a woman raped and murdered by a police officer.
PEOPLE ARE CURRENTLY BEING ARRESTED FOR OUTWARDLY EXPRESSING ANY SORT OF DISPLEASURE WITH THE MONARCHY.
A WOMAN WAS ARRESTED FOR HOLDING UP A SIGN. JUST HOLDING IT.
PEOPLE WERE ARRESTED FOR BOOING.
everything in britain has been put to a standstill. hospital appointments have been cancelled. funerals have been cancelled. we can't do anything about it.
many of us will be unable to pay our energy bills this winter. we will freeze. we will starve.
it has been demonstrated to us time and time and time again that protests simply make people talk about how we were protesting and never why. and now the police has increased power to punish us for any public opinion that they don't like.
we have been under tory rule for 12 years. 12 years of the same people - hey americans, can you imagine that?
we are tired, no, we are exhausted. we are struggling. we are scared. and it has been made clear to us that our government does not care.
so fucking forgive us if we're putting our own survival over the opinions of americans (and other non-brits but americans are the worst) online who expect us to learn everything about their politics and their country and don't put in an ounce of effort to learn about ours.
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I think it says a lot about our society and “work mindset” today that the only time anyone (costumers or coworkers) feels like a response time of more than three days to an email is justified is when I tell them that my mom has just died and I was on compassionate leave for the last few days….
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29.12.2022 -diary post
Today was a good day. I woke up around 8, did oil pulling and studied a bit. Tbh I didn’t study that much, and that’s ok. I have contemplated many things, my life, my choices and more practically what I should focus on right now. My focus was on contemplating my part time job, as I still work part time remotely in the law office where I completed my internship last year (I am also doing my masters abroad). The rest will be a little rant, and a diary of thoughts (messy, my flow of thinking is just messy)
Although I appreciate that my boss values me, it stresses me out because I feel like it’s weighing me down. Today, after a really long time, I went to the office, and before going, I was thinking about quitting. I imagined the freedom I would feel if I actually did it. I also thought maybe my boss would kindly fire me, since I didn’t do much because of my exams. With these ideas in my mind, I went to the office. Unfortunately non of these happened, and I came back with very prestigious and high quality projects on my shoulders.
When I go to the office, it is always nice seeing familiar faces, and the new ones. It gives you a comfort and somewhat a superiority, being one of the oldies. When I greeted my boss, as expected we sat down and drank coffee. He is a nice person, funny and calm. We had some goofy small talks with some undertones and some messages between the lines, all meaning that I should come back and work for him. It’s like he is holding me under his paw. I am trapped but I also feel secure. Like a Stockholm Syndrome, or a toxic relationship, I am unable to move forward. It’s not like I am treated badly, or I am underpaid. It is evident that he values me. He praises my work. I am paid good for a part time job. It is the perfect comfort zone for me. I had some problems with a colleague, it became a huge thing and maybe this is my biggest disappointment with him. But this was a long time ago… or was it? I started my legal internahip last year at summer at that office. The problem started exactly a year ago, and continued for 5 months. It seems 7 months has passed since the problem is vanished (as she quitted). I don’t know if it’s a long time, but it feels like it happened a million years ago. But to sum up, he is a good boss. But I do feel like he is holding me on a leash. It is suffocating, but also good to know that I am attached to someone as a plan Z. But if I don’t let go of this will my Plan A or B’s (not that I have any of that) come true?
What is wrong with my job is, I don’t like doing it. There I said it. I do not like my job. I hate being a corporate lawyer. I hate dealing with companies, their struggles, contracts, their disputes. I am good at it, no doubt. I am good at international arbitration, I have good legal knowledge and I can apply what I know to the case. I understand why he values me as an employee. But being good at what I do doesn’t mean that I have to like it. I get so bored looking at all the evidence (most of the time invoices, bills of lading, contracts), or getting lost in all the business documents. This is not what I want to do in my life. On the other hand it is a good way to get rich and successful. I gave all the efforts so why not having the benefits? I am torn between money and happiness. The only problem is I don’t know what would bring me happiness. However I feel like I an starting to get an idea.
What I wish is that to get there without hurting or disappointing my parents. Because they are the most important thing to me. I love when they are proud of me. I love how my father gets really excited when I tell him how my boss is satisfied with my job and asks me to work with him full time again. I love to tell him how good I am in my job and all the praises I get and watch him get so happy and so proud and so content. It is not like he is super ambitious, or puts pressure on me. Maybe him being just so chill and trusting to me and my abilities and so, so supportive of me puts all the weight in the world on my shoulders. I do not want to make him sad, disappointed or upset even for a second. So my only wish is to find a way that would give a content life without making my parents feel any negative feeling.
This is a long rant, probably no one will read it but I had to let these out I guess. Also, why the huge spaces tumblr? you confuse me sometimes
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The Challenges Of A Research Project
This is a poem I am writing to relieve myself from the stress and rigours of a huge research project. Here goes the content:
A research project is always going to be a challenge
Thanks to the extremely demanding nature of work
Coupled with tight deadlines
Not to mention, almost zero margin for error
Of course, any project will definitely be a challenge
But a project that is taller than even…
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