Secretly a martyr?
I’m a youngest child so I always thought that I was much too selfish to be a martyr. I hate martyrs! Nobody cares that they work so hard. They just do it to make themselves feel superior and to make the rest of us feel like slacker. Not playing that game! Or am I?
I got to work before 8 am this morning. Then at 5:45 I cancelled my piano lesson, even though I COULD have shown someone how to do what I had to do…but no, I didn’t. I stayed until 6:30, until the job was done. And did I feel superior? Um, Hell Yeah! God I’m a hard worker.
Funny, huh? WEll, I have a job interview tomorrow. Not really prepared and secrely don’t really want the job already. I’m digging the fact that I’m needed and comfortable and the stress kind of gets me excited sometimes. I suppose this is all normal in some world, right? I’m a little disappointed in myself nonetheless though, since I always thought I was superior by being the anti-martyr. The person who had a life outside of work. Oh well.
I’m tired and need to get up extra early…why? BECAUSE I’M A MARTYR! Duh.
Do you feel like a slacker yet?
