Fun continues..

So, a lot of people gave me flak over my previous post. "You mean insensitive Grinch! You mongoose, bandicoot and rat! All you care about is money! Che you horrible person! Che che che! You animal of a man! Go talk to him and make the fellow feel better! " I attested that it was a bad idea for me to do so. Now in this episode I shall defend myself vigorously yet humorously. Endlessly.

In my very high opinion (not that high because I am not drunk), getting fired is something similar to getting dumped. While the woman (i.e. the dumper, assuming you are the guy) was the tap that filled all your emotional needs, the job is the hose that fills all your financial needs. Actually, it is a far more dramatic life change than just getting dumped. Love cannot buy you a plane ticket home for the winter. Love cannot pay the rent on a nice apartment. Love cannot buy that Nikon Digital Rebel that you so bady wanted. You get my point. However, on the other hand, if you have enough money you can buy the woman you love (your mom basically), a plane ticket, and in essence buy yourself more love and admiration and some most wonderful vendekkai curry. So, in essence getting fired can make you lose a whole bunch of the funky things in life, and thus can cause much stress and anguish.

Me having been the unwitting witness to multiple dumpings, have come to decide that the problem with dumpings is not the actual event but the crying and moaning and whining and complaining and ranting that comes after it. Though the actual interaction with the woman would have lasted for all of 32 seconds, the melodrama after it just goes on and on and on. Much of the trauma is due to blatant overdramatization of events that probably would never have occured in the first place ; sunset walks by the beach, hand in hand (she was 2 feet shorter than you, oops) , soft evenings on the couch watching tv (yeah right, and fighting over the remote), long drives through lush, undulating hills and valleys (and she bitching endlessly about everyone under the sun). There is this totally pointless mis-representation of reality in your head that leads to all kinds of problems. Thus, a true master keeps this trash out of his cranium, and focuses on what needs to be done next.

Which comes to getting fired. No point crying about something that has already happened. Just move on, and make sure you do not repeat your previous mistakes. Getting all self-piteous is a recipe for disaster.