Today I watched a coworker get fired. She was older than everyone else in the group, and even though she deserved it - it was pretty depressing. I still have her tears and snot on my shirt. I havent changed yet. Due to not just her lack of technological skills, but her age, she will have a difficult to impossible time landing another job like this - or honestly any other good job. For many different reasons, she has been put out to pasture. Im having a hard time facing what I know is the worst part of it - that no matter who you are, no matter what you do - your life is ending. You are a slowly rotting bag of meat from the moment you are born until the moment you die. Every Sisyphean task you perform between those two points doesnt change the inevitable - that it will, in fact, all end. You and I will end. And chances are that before it ends, you will become unable to do what others do...what you used to be able to do. Why am I posting this? To remind you to do two things: first, enjoy it. Thank God that you have it while you do, and dont take it for granted. Second? Get the hell up off that couch and go do something. Its a lot later than you think. Time to get going. Now. Ill probably delete this in a little bit. Im just in a mood.
Posted on: Fri, 01 Aug 2014 02:47:54 +0000