“song of the Disciplined Half-Ass”

I’d been working for so long, so many years of being ignored, unappreciated, passed over…and for what? So that I could come in on my birthday and be told I was being let go? That’s some shit. And I’d worked my ass off for that company. Literally, no ass left. They called me “Mark, no ass.” Okay, well, maybe not. But seriously, I did weekend and I did evenings and I swear to god when the boss came up and said shit like, “I’m gonna need you to come in on Saturday,” I was all over it. Sure, boss! Not a problem. That was me.

But not anymore. Fuck that shit. Cause now I’ve learned, haven’t I. It doesn’t matter how much you bleed on the capitalist corporate community, they want more. They’ll bleed you fucking dry, man. So now, now I’m the Disciplined Half-Ass. But no one calls me that to my face. I’ve made a job out of being just good enough not to get fired. Just good enough not to be noticed. Just good enough that no one needs me on evenings or weekends and no one pays attention to me when it’s time for layoffs either. I’m like the fly on the wall, but without the buzzing, cause that shit would draw attention. And that ain’t me. Not anymore.

Because here’s the thing, we all want to be loved and appreciated and told that we make a difference, that we matter. But that’s the stuff you save for your personal life, your private life. You don’t need that shit from your j-o-b and if that’s where you’re getting it you are fucked. And I mean capital F Fucked!

The world is your playground man, go have fun! Meet the people who will bring you joy and who you can bring joy to. Th

5 Minute Stretch Exercises are a creation of Laura Munson and were learned at Haven Writing Retreats. Write for five minutes, no corrections or stopping.
This prompt was taken from Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert.