Poison or Piranhas, if you were to choose…

November 14th, 2008

I was relentless in the pursuit of career advancement. Taking risks with career moves almost to the point of recklessness, I must have been the cause of much concern amongst members of my family. Driven is not too strong a word to use; I felt compelled to not only step up, but to step into the breach, a void, or vacuum. My blind faith and determination never faltered or failed me; and I kept true to my chosen path.

Until I landed the job of my dreams. What should have been a crowning moment, rapidly degenerated into a casualty of war. Two weeks into the perfect job that had taken me nearly a year to land, I knew something had gone terribly wrong. A gut feeling told me that the situation was unsalvagable; to cut my losses and run. I remained at this job for nearly four years, attempting to disprove what my instinct had been screaming at me from the outset; I should have cut and run when I still had the chance. Yet I stayed. And I learnt.

Even now, I am truly stunned by how poisonous and toxic this environment was that almost consciously fermented outrageous behaviour. Our department became nothing more than a school of vicious piranhas hunting for a feeding ground; you were safe so long as you weren’t bleeding and in the water. Exposing a personal  vulnerability or professional oversight was enough to have you gored to the bone in a feeding frenzy designed to embarrass, humiliate, and shame the victim in the most public way possible.

Why was this done, and so deliberately?

By focusing the glare of attention upon the hapless victim, these ghouls attempted to downplay their own inadequacies and failings. Out of their depth and unfamiliar with the basic concepts of security, they sought to undermine each other at every turn to compensate for their lack of expertise, knowledge, personal integrity, and professional maturity.

An NBC (Nuclear, Biological, Chemical) filtration mask would have been a most welcome addition to the employment package I received at the outset; that would have given me more of a fighting chance. But I learnt to hold my breath, get upwind, and eliminate the source as quickly as possible. As for the piranhas, at all costs avoid a school of them, there’s no way you’re going to win that fight. Best to creep up on them, gut them where they lie, and slip away before they recognize a mortal wound has befallen them.

It may be hell in the trenches, but the conflict’s bloodier in the water…


True-Love

October 2nd, 2008

I do believe the Lord above created you for me to love he picked you out from all the rest cuz he knew I’d love you best, I once had a heart that was true but it’s gone from me to you so care for it as I have done for you have two and I have none, If I go to heaven and your not there I’ll write your name on the golden stair if your not there by judgement day I’ll know you went the other way, So I’ll give the angels back their wings golden harps and other things and just to prove my love is true I’ll even go to hell for you


What happened to the real women, real men, and real love?

August 6th, 2008

What happened to it? What happened to women with self-respect and to men who believed in having one woman. What happened to relationships that people didn’t give up or get divorced because you suddenly got bored with them. You can call me old-fashioned but I always believed a good, strong, and lasting relationship went through ups and downs (cheating not being part of ups and downs) and still you got through it together. That’s real love. Not this “I want to find my soulmate” kind of love. As if there is one perfect man and one perfect woman. Are you kidding me? Obviously that doesn’t exist. I’m talking about the love where you look past all the flaws. I believe in women being strong and I also believe that a good woman can work, cook, clean, take care of the kids, and still have time to make love to your husband. It’s not impossible. Although, they make it seem that way. Men don’t know how to be handy men anymore. Some are too busy figuring out this “metrosexual” business. They’re doing their eyebrows and nails. What??? I understand everyone needs to pamper themselves every now and then but if you come to think of it if you weren’t too busy with nails, fashion, and basically looks maybe you wouldn’t have to pay thousands of dollars to build something new in your house or even paint. Don’t think I forgot about the women either… the women of today are half naked with no shame what-so-ever. Then they wonder why men use them and throw them away like a big piece of meat hmmm lets think about that. The women of today dont think that maybe if they leave something to the imagination the guy may actually respect them for that. Not have sex the same day you meet them and there are various reasons for that. Now, don’t get me wrong I’m not telling anyone how to live their lives but so many people complain why certain things happen to them. I believe partly why men don’t want a relationship or don’t want to have sex with just one women is because of how women represent themselves. Think about it if women didn’t dress trashy with their ass hanging out the sides and their breasts in everyones faces than maybe men wouldn’t think that it’s ok to have a one night stand and maybe give you their wrong cell phone number or keep using you to get what they want over and over again. Maybe men would have more respect for women if they would cover there ass and show a lil bit up top but not the whole tit platter sort of speak. Look back on the times and ask yourself what has women and men done to better themselves. I know women have gained rights but I mean what more have you done as an individuals. Just something to think about