how do people "work" every "day"
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Date: May 30th, 2025 1:19 PM Author: Red splenetic fortuitous meteor
While my clients are never actually "happy", nor is anything in the world "improved" as a result of my work, there is a brief moment between my finishing the task and the clients' eventual complaints when it's indisputable that - objectively - I have DONE something. There is something that's done. It will have been done wrongly in their eyes. There is no potential within the work whatsoever to be be done "right", nor to make a single person, ever, smile, or be happy. And within seconds the world will move on, with the completed task having accomplished absolutely nothing. It will only ever exist as something for others to complain about and use to hurt me. But -- for 0.1 seconds there -- it existed.
And I get to do this millions of more times, costing me only the brief experience of existence I have been given, and relegating my family, my friends, and my own soul to afterthoughts to be addressed in exhaustion and exasperation after the hours of 7PM and before sleep. But I get to do this until I expire! There may have been other paths available to me, with my 50 odd years of conscious adulthood, but I chose this one!
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5730739&forum_id=2],#48973851)
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