13.4.08

1715. no matter how good my ideas are, no matter how hardworking i struggle to be, the only 2 forms of gratitude i'll receive is my monthly salary (which is an obligatory uncontested entitlement) and an email message in my outlook inbox to the entire team that says something vaguely like:

"the campaign was a success, thank you all for your contributions!"

and somewhere someone hoards all the credit, have praises sung to him and gets promoted; he then moves into a bigger office with a larger table and commands a fatter payroll from the next month onwards while i continue to hug my cluttered gray desk in my little cubicle, doing all the backstage sweatshop work for others to earn glory from...

yes, i earn a living, indeed.

pawn. a mere pawn of the vast corporate ladder for the higher ups' personal gains and power. an involuntary martyrdom like a sacrifice to the evil jashin of money.

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