When you come to a fork in the road…
Take it. – So said Yogi Berra, the words most uneducated philosopher.It’s all change on Hamish train, which has been re-routed to somewhere much more interesting. I have quit my job and am going to study Computer Science at the University of Sussex next week. This plan has gone from inception to realisation fruition in about 2 weeks, and despite almost everyone’s advise to the contrary I can’t help but feel extremely positive about it.To celebrate leaving my job I wrote a poem. Please try not to be offended (by the second verse) since it simply chronicles the un-empethetic hard sales mind set that infects telemarketing call floors:
I don’t want to be no corporate whore,
Flogging insurance till my rectum is sore.
We’re not people we’re a human resource,
Cogs in a machine that has no remorse.
Oh this woman’s has a hysterectomy,
But that’s okay – she has breast you see.
And I’m sorry your wife died yesterday,
Because now I’ll get less commission in my pay.
But now my empathy is coming back,
As my life gets back on track.
So goodbye the ‘Gen it’s been a blast,
May all of your employees get out of there fast.
Though the big-wigs treat you like toads,
I’ll miss you guys and I love you loads.
Now I’m getting myP45,
I’m really starting to feel
ALIVE.


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Hello hamish.
Interesting poem. Its actually quite funny.
Have a merry christmas.