Road To Mysore

You would think that now that I’m leaving this firm, all the back biting and stabbing would end. Some people have nothing better to do. I’ve never been a threat to anyone here because I really had no intentions on moving up in the corporate world. I knew early last year that I was leaving so I tried to keep a low profile at work.

I was talking to a co-worker earlier today and she started telling me that so and so is saying this and that about me, blah, blah and blah…I honestly don’t know why she’s telling me this. I’m leaving and the people that are saying this and that, I will probably never talk to again in my life. She insisted on yapping about this and that. I know that there is a group of people here who hate my guts and I honestly don’t care. I have maintained a good working relationship with the people who matter in this firm. That pisses them off because they think they matter but they don’t. They’ve wanted to get their hands on me but they can’t. The fact is I’ve done good work for the people who matter and as long as I continued to do that they can’t touch me. Now that I’m leaving you’d think they would be happy because they got rid of me but their not. I once said in an earlier entry, that the corporate world is filled with miserable people. They’re miserable in there personal life and they want you to be miserable with them. I used to get angry at this kind of behavior but I’ve reached a point in my life that now I feel more sorry for them. Get a life. Work is only there to pay for your bills. It’s not your life!!!

One of the ladies I work with is turning 40 soon and she’s been looking for the man who would make her complete. She’s miserable and everybody around her knows that. Who would want to live with someone like that anyway? I can’t seem to understand that kind of thinking. I’m single but I don’t feel like I’m incomplete. Am I supposed to feel incomplete? Why do you need someone to complete you? Can someone please explain this to me? I will admit that sometimes I wish I had someone to share my life with but if it never happens, I don’t think I’m going to lose any sleep. If I ever meet that someone, I will be happy. If I never meet that someone, I’ll still be happy.

Someone once told me a long time ago, “If your not happy with what you have at this very moment, you’ll never be happy.� I never understood that then because in those days I was so obsessed in making a lot of money and my happiness was tied into how much money I was going to make. Most of my co-workers will never be happy and I think they’re all resigned to the fact that will never change. They’ve given up. They’re miserable and they can’t stand the fact that someone else is happy. I am resigned to that fact that I will never be materially rich but I will be content with what I already have. I’m so ready to move on…