Crap

from Tea - Thursday, October 10, 2002
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Crap

I don’t know about you,
but me—
I hate my job!
And I get the impression that the job hates me too.
The more I try to not think about it the more I do.
A hate-hate relationship, really.
But why do we do it?
Oh, don’t answer.
It’s depressing.
But we do it for money.
We do it for status.
We do it for fame.
We do it for fortune.
We do it for family.
We do it for friends.
We do it for self.
We do it for country.
We do it for God.
We do it for sex.
We do it for love.
We do it to do it.
We do it ‘cause we don’t know what else to do.
We do it ‘cause we don’t want to be
the only ones caught standing still when the music stops.
We do it ‘cause we figure that
it’s better to do something
than it is to hang around doing nothing.
We do it ‘cause we told ourselves that
it’s something we’ve always wanted to do.
We do it because
we didn’t know we were doing it.
We do it ‘cause we’ve run out of reasons
why not.
We do it
‘cause we never had any reasons in the first place.
And, oh!
I nearly forgot:
we do it ‘cause, damn,
everyone else is doing it.
And yes we do it ‘cause
it’s really a hell of a lot easier than
doing the alternative.
And pray tell me just what the alternative is?
We don’t know, of course.
Never have.
But it’s still true, we think.
We do it for power.
We do it for prestige.
We do it ‘cause they all said we couldn’t.
We do it to prove we can.
We did it for fun.
Now, we do it for survival.
We do it ‘cause we’re afraid of the reverse:
it doing us.
We do it
‘cause we’re afraid to admit that
it is doing us and that
it has been for quite some time now.
We do it ‘cause they told us to do it.
We said that we were going to be different from them,
and that we weren’t going to do it.
We were going to change the world,
we said.
And the very fact that they had to tell us
that we had to do it made it all that much worse.
But we all grew up and got jobs.
We needed it, so we did it.
Yep.
Just like that.
Here we all go.
So there.
Crap.