I was reading a message board last week that caters to cat owners, reading what others experience and advise. There was an 18 year old girl in America talking about her cat that was sick, it needed an operation. She wasn't able to afford the operation costs, and she wasn't able to afford the $500 that the vet wanted to charge for keeping it overnight and making the diagnosis. The sickness wasn't life threatening, but the vet kept the cat until she could pay the $500. A week went by and the vet demanded the money, the girl wasn't able to pay, the vet killed the cat.
"Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life…
I was having a conversation with a friend by email about my political views (according to the political compass entry here), and I thought I'd put my comments here because they tell a lot more about me and my views. They're modified only slightly to fit in with the journal entry format.
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Re: being like Ghandi
The interesting thing about that political survey is that you don't know where you're going to be positioned before you do the survey. I didn't know I'd be in the same area as Ghandi, and I didn't choose answers that I thought Ghandi would have chosen. I simply chose answers that were reflections of how I felt.
I've been tired a lot lately, of evenings when I get home. It's because work has been so full-on in relation to the number of calls I've had to take, and the workload that's increased. It's all since I got back from my holidays.
They moved people to different groups, trying to create a more streamlined approach within the helpdesk, and putting the better people with the harder clients - those who are high-volume callers, usually with the hardest problems.
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