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I got into an interesting discussion yesterday with a good friend. I was lamenting the fact that I currently have little to do with my days now that the economy has taken a nose dive. Her point: "Do you have any idea how many people would love to do nothing and get paid for it?"
I could see where she was coming from. I sit in my office all day reading my favorite websites and playing mindsweeper and I get paid for it. Sweet, right?
But there was one big problem with that statement and its one we all can see coming...getting paid to be unproductive won't last for very long.
Unfortunately, my profession's profitability is quite dependent on other people's profession's profitability. Put simply: they don't make money...I don't make money. Insurance companies, stockbrokers or "Mom and Pop", it doesn't matter to me. If they have no money in their budget for extras than I don't have any money for food, hence why I've examined the existensial qualities of my navel...and gotten totally awesome at bejeweled. (My only real accomplishment in the past few weeks.)
I know and you know that if it comes to light that I have time to peruse the interweb, balance my checkbook...talk to you good people, eventually the higher ups will come to the inevitable conclusion its a lot cheaper for them to allow me to do that from the comfort of my own home.
Basically, I sit, waiting on a time bomb that will bring with it the massive devastation of unemployment, soup lines and a larger no pants radius...and I'm not alone.
Every day on CNN, MSNBC, etc. we hear about company's cutting back, increased inflation and people killing themselves rather than lose their house. People just like me are sitting in offices, cubicles and behind reception desks twiddling their thumbs, checking their email, getting the high score on Flood It! and sending out their resumes wondering just as much as I am "do the bosses know?" and "how long can I get away with it?".
The question she should have asked me isn't how many would like to be in my situation. (Many do and don't like it.) The question she should have asked me is for how long?
Tick...Tick...Tick...
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I could see where she was coming from. I sit in my office all day reading my favorite websites and playing mindsweeper and I get paid for it. Sweet, right?
But there was one big problem with that statement and its one we all can see coming...getting paid to be unproductive won't last for very long.
Unfortunately, my profession's profitability is quite dependent on other people's profession's profitability. Put simply: they don't make money...I don't make money. Insurance companies, stockbrokers or "Mom and Pop", it doesn't matter to me. If they have no money in their budget for extras than I don't have any money for food, hence why I've examined the existensial qualities of my navel...and gotten totally awesome at bejeweled. (My only real accomplishment in the past few weeks.)
I know and you know that if it comes to light that I have time to peruse the interweb, balance my checkbook...talk to you good people, eventually the higher ups will come to the inevitable conclusion its a lot cheaper for them to allow me to do that from the comfort of my own home.
Basically, I sit, waiting on a time bomb that will bring with it the massive devastation of unemployment, soup lines and a larger no pants radius...and I'm not alone.
Every day on CNN, MSNBC, etc. we hear about company's cutting back, increased inflation and people killing themselves rather than lose their house. People just like me are sitting in offices, cubicles and behind reception desks twiddling their thumbs, checking their email, getting the high score on Flood It! and sending out their resumes wondering just as much as I am "do the bosses know?" and "how long can I get away with it?".
The question she should have asked me isn't how many would like to be in my situation. (Many do and don't like it.) The question she should have asked me is for how long?
Tick...Tick...Tick...
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