The Rat Race Wars are over

I am thinking of leaving the corporate world after 9 years in the game.

How did I come up with this?

I don't know. It's been 9 years and with each job it's been the same battle. The brown-nosers advance more rapidly than us the cynical radicals. And when I think of it, I've always been a radical. That's why I chose to become a lawyer to influence the world with my decisions, to cause change in areas of injustice, unprecedented bias and subtle discrimination. Unfortunately, all these ills exist in the corporate world, these and many more. And I've found out that speaking against them while working in there is not really working for me. It's one of those games, you either join them or you leave because the show will go on, most definitely with or without me. Indeed, it has. They don't even make any apologies for these ills. I've also noticed that the brown-nosers who perpetrate these ills rise ever so quickly in the ranks and before you know it, us radicals are left behind to answer to them, even with all the qualifications in the world.

So since I can't write this wrong and I darn well, cannot continue to watch them happen, I want to leave and try something a little bohemian, celebrated artistic expresionism, where I can influence society with my words while not still hoping for them to help me pay the bills. I know it's a long shot. This is no longer the '70's. I haven't even thought of what it is exactly I will do, except write. I've been writing for over 10 years and it's still not given me the platform that I need. No one's listening.

I just know now that the corporate rat race is not for me. I am not succeeding in it and it's just eating at me and depriving me of certain things I would much rather do, things I consider fun and things that I feel would provide me with more fulfillment. When you think about it, I've never really been the strait-laced type. I'm never the first to get there and the last to leave. I get the job done but I have more subtle ways, less strict ways, more fun ways of achieving my goal. In the corporate game, the strait-laced ones are often recognized at the top of the list, constantly showered with accolades. Makes you wonder what gives. At this point you are probably wondering, okay if that's what it takes why not do that. But you see, I have.

I've done my test programs, where I've tried to play this game and pretend that I am someone else just so I can see if this newer, better, strait-laced me would get the job done. Has it worked? Not at all. There's a certain savoir-faire involved in the brown-nosing that I haven't quite mastered and that was the main deterrent. Ratz!

So there you have it. Me, officially making up my mind to throw in the towel.

God-willing I won't have to go back to waiting tables, retail jobs or anything strictly blue-collar. Like I said, an artistic livelihood, one where I don't have to constantly play the corporate game.

That's it and that's all.