1 work week down, infinity to go…
A few things occur to me at this point.
* I don’t really mind giving up my free time for reasonable monetary compensation..at least not nearly as much as i had expected I would.
* Dilbert is more like a text book than a comic strip, and Weasels are everywhere.
* Big companies like Sky and Teletech are determined to indoctrinate you. Being a responsible and conscientious worker is not enough. You must also be a drone; a automaton, who, to untrained eyes looks like a normal, happy human being. In reality this automaton’s normal brainwave patterns have been replaced by the Data Protection Act 1998 and various ridiculous company policies.
The upshot of the first two thoughts is that basically I don’t particularly mind working in a Weasel-infested stink hole, since I can derive pleasure from my co-worker’s Weasely hijinx. (And so make millions off an insightful yet poorly drawn comic, and eventually plumb the depths of tedium on my comic blog)
The upshot of the last thought is more far-reaching and terrifying than most people could possibly comprehend:
Sky breeds extremism.
I’m willing to bet other people’s money that many millennia hence, when alien beings land on the barren wastelands of what used to be Earth’s cultural capitals (New York, Paris, Peckham…) and ask “what happened?” the only response they’ll get is to be asked to submit completely to company policy or face execution by firing squad of staple guns. Suicide bombers with Sky tattoos will roam the streets looking for people on overly-long lunch breaks, detonating themselves into explodey oblivion with a shout of “Disciplinary level 1!”
I for one welcome our new Human Resource overlords and look forward to working alongside them in all our future endeavors.
