Well, this is it. Having experienced the corporate world, I’ve come to one conclusion: the corporate world is one SCREWED UP place. In this structured, highly efficient conglomerate of individuals (sense the irony?), people slave half their lives away for other people who, in turn, sell their time for those at the top. And it’s a jungle out there, with colleagues brandishing fangs and claws at each other, the more intelligent ones nudging these outwardly aggressive personalities towards each other such that they scavenge the spoils of these bloodbaths. I’m glad I’ve never been in their way before, nor have I been in close proximity with these predators, but I’ve observed enough to come to be able to chronicle these.
And this irks me. I find myself dragging myself to work everyday, and even though it’s nice to smile at these total strangers whom i work with everyday, proving that there’s still life in this stygian prison of stones and mortar, it’s disheartening how thick their masks are.
And thus, I’ve decided: If the only way to make more money is to get down and dirty in my future company, I’ll forgo all these riches.
Well, not exactly. I’ll never attempt to be the greatest liar of my personality, and I’ll make the money through another method: the internet.
Internet marketing. Adsense. Affliate marketing. Blogshops. Whatever the method, I’ll make it.
This is my proclamation to the world: I’ll be rich without slogging my entire life out climbing the piles of body the corporate murder machine churns out.
And to all the directors, screenwriters, actors and actress in society’s longest-running screenplay:
,,l,, (-_-) ,,l,,
A path less travelled. 