The Real World

One of the things I miss most about college/school is how nothing really mattered. I mean, yes, failing your exam or effing up your lab experiment would matter in that your grade would drop, and you might later not get, I dunno, the GPA or grad school or job offer you were hoping for ... but at the same time, it's all fake. It's all scores and rankings created in an artificial environment, and if things go awry it's not actually going to hurt anything or cost anyone. It doesn't hold any immediate-effect weight in the real world. All this is a long way of saying: when someone screws up in the working world, there can be actual, tangible results which cost the company money and can have a real-world impact on the company's profit margin/ability to stay competitive in business/your job. And all of that was the long way of saying: fuck-ups at the office recently, some of which were not mine but are technically under my purview, equals sick, sick feeling in the pit of stomach and a longing for the days of impact-free "work." I.E., my week.