|You are an Existential Thinker|
|Like existential thinkers, Leonardo questioned man’s role in the universe. Many of his paintings explored the relationship between man and God.||Other Existential Thinkers include|
The Buddha, Gandhi, Plato, Socrates, Martin Luther King
Careers which suit Existential Thinkers include
Philosopher, Religious leader, Head of state, Artist, Writer
I was going to say that I spend my days doing pointless crap that tells me nothing I didn’t already know, but that would be a lie. I’m pleased that I’m an existential thinker – I’ve always known that it’s my destiny to be a religious leader [or even a head of state]. Please, come wave your daisy’s in the air and chant sweet nothings whilst wearing fig leaves over your naughty bits. We shall dance till we’re exhausted, and then we shall dance some more. And then I shall brainwash you as angels peel your seedless grapes and whisper the truth about the meaning of life in your ear. We will burn Harry Potter books lest they tempt us unto evil, and we shall knock on doors and bully people into following our ways.
It came from here. Go. Have fun!
Today I bought a hoe. In my attempt to cultivate green fingers I then tried to use it. But I don’t know how. Gardening schmardening. Bloody weeds.
This afternoon I fell asleep [it’s been a busy weekend, I fell asleep in front of the tellybox whilst watching The Smoking Room on Friday evening, and I never fall asleep in front of the tellybox] and dreamt of being in the GTA: San Andreas game. Then I realised that a mountain was made of brightly coloured blocks and woke up in shock.
I don’t want to go to work tomorrow. It’s the beginning-of-term-blues. I had it as a child, and the notion didn’t disappear with the onset of adulthood and the joys of work. I have to get to know the new kids and mutter under my breath at the silly things Two-Faced Bitch says. I’m worried about Bouncy. On Thursday I took it upon myself to have a moan within earshot of Ms. Hippy, about how Bouncy is being put upon, forced into doing work beyond her job description. I do this out of the goodness of my heart, because as far as I’m concerned it is tantamount to bullying and that should never be condoned in the workplace [not to mention that the extra work – which isn’t her responsibility and is the responsibility of the person who is responsible for it – is something that she will do, even though it will eat into her personal time, because that’s just the sort of gal she is] and she will get ill because of it. I know this because it happened to me in the school in Norwich and I can’t bear to see it happen to other people.
My boss [the t-fb] has a favourite saying. She said it the other week when we were having our restraining technique training and someone mentioned the grey area/thin line, which was never resolved. She mentioned it last term when Ms. Hippy brought up my concerns over the lack of a staff room and the fact that I actually work more than 32.5 hours each week, even though that’s all I’m paid for. She’s said it when policies have been discussed in meetings, and when we speak of consistency in the way we punish/reward the students [she is the worst offender when it comes to lack of consistency]. She’ll say it a number of times before this academic year is over.
Well, if they [you] don’t like it they [you] shouldn’t be working here …
I love my job. You all know that. I couldn’t work in an office [tried it, didn’t like it]. I couldn’t work in retail [tried it, didn’t like it]. I couldn’t work in nursing [didn’t try it, but have a friend who does it, don’t like the stories].
What she fails to grasp is that the things that people say, and have grievances over, aren’t personal to her [well, they are] and the fact that not everybody works in the same way [if she had her way we’d all be manic and inconsistent and have our favourites as she does] is actually a positive aspect of the centre and should be nurtured, not stamped down on.
Sorry, I got carried away.
And when she talks, she spits. If I was talking to you right now I would probably be spitting. But only in anger, not because I do it on a daily basis whenever I open my mouth.
please God bless the people I work with and give them strength xxx Elsabeth