Tied up in knots..... I know that hating my job is not normal. I have had jobs that I liked. Some that lasted many years. I got raises and got accolades. I went years believing I was part of something like a family. I had an employer that actually cared about the people that worked under him. Maybe they weren't the best jobs in the world, but I did not come home cursing under my breath with a knot in my gut.

Recently we lost another coworker. I really liked this guy, he was fun to work with and we kidded around a lot. When you spend 8 hours plus a day with people, they have to become more than just aquaintances. I'm not real good at making friends outside of work, so I take it a little harder than other people.

I know that business is about making money. I know you can't hug each of your employees, and take care of them no matter what. But I have seen too much of the other side. People are not just resources, and employers do have a moral obligation to make a workplace that you want to come to every day. Not to treat their workers like a forklift, or a fax machine, or a thing that can be thrown out when it gets in your way. There is a bottom line, but it's not as low-down as we see way too often in this working world.

I know there are people that will say "You can't make money that way!" . So when we all come full circle, and people are on their death bed, or we are remembering them at their funeral, is that all we will say, "He sure knew how to make money"? Or will they be like Jacob Marley and realize too late,"Mankind was my business!"?




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