To Herr Hentrich and Senor Raul,
There are only two choices :1.Be a lap dog. Someone who is exploited to the hilt and then thrown aside when one has been sucked dry.
2. One decides to become an Insubordinate Employee.
By an insubordinate employee I don't mean some one who does not perform the requisite duty-he does. Only he refuses to accept injustice.
There are a lot of fat pets of my boss who get salary only for praising him. So ,what he does is, he tries to make me take care of their work too.This time I am going to simply refuse. I am going to say NO. No matter what. What is the point to living like a spineless worm?
He cannot fire me.He does not have the authority.All he can do is ,maybe,issue to some "Memos"i.e. warning letters. So be it.
I mean why on earth should I live like a chattel slave? Aren't I a human being too-with feelings and sentiments?Why do I get treated so unfairly? Because I refuse to "gossip"with them,don't lunch with them? I do not care.
Herr Hentrich ,like you quoted someone a few days back-all the revolutions maybe failures but their success lies in their very existence.In the very fact that they were made.Today my boss deliberately came exchanging good-mornings with all the cubicles before that of mine,expecting no doubt-that I would wish him a Good Morning too. No. I WILL NOT COWER . I greeted him with hostile silence. He is not going to get me to wish him a pleasant "Good Morning". The Confederacy of Dunces is so,so true! They are all against me,I am afraid I am not exaggerating,neither am I paranoid-they ALL are really against me.
Is that not always thus? The truth is always in the minority of one.
They are all hyenas baying for my blood. If they could cannibalise me without consequences ,they most certainly would.
Sometimes I wonder if they are demons sent especially to torment me.. and they all coordinate so well together that it is almost preternatural.