fuck this job.com

Some days when you are secretly wishing and stressing about things, you think random thoughts about things that could happen. Things you wish would happen. You think about how great things would be if only ...if.....this or that happened. After much striving and working,
Then one day it does.
And it is a total let down.
The money, which should be the prime objective, gets lost in the shuffle of preserving your dignity and ego and trying not to get bent over again. So when you finally reach the stage where you are not getting bent over, you are so obsessed with maintaining that little patch of meaningless territory, that you have totally lost the thread........money. Survival, the real reason we go to work.
It is at that point that you will be happy with meaningless crap such as titles and office real estate. Which by the way, you suddenly realize, won't buy groceries or pay the mortgage.