Saturday, June 23, 2012

I'll be a Monkey's Uncle

 I remember clearly, it was in 8th grade that I had vehemently opposed the idea of working in the government. But here I am doing exactly that.
Big Names, Bigger Aims but all I left with is shattered dreams. My perception about my organization was extremely high. I also believed that in this particular organization people would be righteous,  but I have landed smack into the middle of unrighteous people. There are a few exceptions. I have never seen a place so mis-managed. I somehow feel that the place where I work is a Gulag and the person incharge is no different than Stalin. I am unable to get my mind off that place, even during week ends. I keep remembereing unfair events and the fact that automation is the prerogative of a single individual. I wish somehow I could get my mind off what happens at work.
I am still hanging on because some one said that 'hope is audacious'.