16 October, 2007

Just Slip Out The Back, Jack...

Fucking work again. I’m filled with the ol’ tell-tale dread every morning. It’s not all that bad when I get there, but it’s never actually good. I’ve been phoning it in this year, without working from home either. So I’ve come to a decision.

DUN DUN DAAAAAAAA!

I’m applying to take next year off. I’ve got nearly five months Long Service Leave, which would take me up to around mid-June and then I should be able to get Leave Without Pay for the rest.
I’ll spend the first couple of months fixing up the house a bit, or at the very least removing the many signs of my criminal neglect. Not that I’m not house proud, just lazy. Physically, morally, intellectually, socially. Read my profile, and don’t say you weren’t warned.

The next couple of months after the home maintenance frenzy will be spent looking for the SOMETHING ELSE that might prevent me having to go slinking back to my current job with my tail between my legs. Well, at least then I’d have something between my legs.

Oh, there’s just the small matter of my boss approving all of this. He has a higher opinion of me than I do. He took a bit of a punt giving me the job in the first place. He’s probably weighing up the costs and benefits of not having me around in 2008:

Costs:

1) I’m the only one who knows how to do certain things that need to be done. I’m sure a few of my colleagues put up with my incompetence because I’ve taken on areas of responsibility they’d rather avoid;

2) I’ve set a few things in motion that might fizzle out without me. (see Benefits 2) below);

3) I’m not such a bad fellow at times. Really;

4) I’ve had some very expensive training paid for by work;

5) I’ll probably end up coming back;

6) They’ll have to get The Office out on DVD if they want to see a dickhead in a workplace setting who thinks he’s a lot funnier than he really is;

Benefits:

1) I’ve become a liability. And not the tax-deductible kind either;

2) How will the things I’m doing get done without me? Better;

3) Someone who doesn’t want to be there won’t be;

TLOML supports me in this. She doesn’t want me to just spiral downwards. She’s in the same line of work and understands the pitfalls.

It would really piss me off if I had to saddle up again next year.

And no, I’m not a jockey. I just use loads of pissy cliches. I told you I was lazy.

10 comments:

blonde canadian said...

LL, words cannot describe how much I feel your current pain, so much so that I am convinced you too toil for my master! I'm in the process of taking very similar steps.

Hope it all works out for you.

phishez_rule said...

Taking a whole year off? I can't comprehend it. Then again, I've only been working for two and a teeny bit years.

Steph said...

That sounds like an awesome idea and i'm hella jealous!

Lad Litter said...

BC: I get the impression from your blog posts that you're fairly dedicated to your job. Many of the people who want out are. And they're usually the sort that would succeed no matter what they did.

Phish: .....and you write insightfully about your job.

Steph: Yeah, it should work out okay. Ol' Lad usually lands on his feet somehow.

Legal Eagle said...

Poor Lad Litter. A break is sometimes a great way of getting things into perspective.

You have been tagged for an animal meme.

Lad Litter said...

LE: Thanks. Perspective is what I'm hoping for. I don't want to look back on my current job as an opportunity that I threw away. If I do stay in my profession, where I am is a good place to be. And thanks for the tag.

blonde canadian said...

Aw, thanks LL. You made me blush. There have been a few developments on that front (hence a lack of posting) but hopefully I'll be able to reveal all soon...

Lad Litter said...

BC: Blushing is fine. It's always such a delightful shade of red. I hope those developments are moving in the right direction for you. Finding the time to post is difficult at the moment, isn't it?

Ann O'Dyne said...

Dear Mr. Litter,
NOBODY likes their job.
'Work' is just 'where the money comes from'.
Aussies only work to live.
PayDay and Quitting Time.
Don't Sweat The Small Stuff.
Yours sincerely,
A Well-Meaning Friend.

Lad Litter said...

AOD: Ah, just like you to put things in perspective. Hopefully, my plans will come off and I'll find a new direction.