Today though, today is different. You see yesterday I received some alarming news at the place that pays me that might drastically affect not only my employment, but the employment of a LOT of other people. Due to some odd decision making, and in my opinion hubris, on the part of the people who rubber stamp my check they have made some significant enemies among the people we do business with and it is finally coming back to possibly bite them in their collective asses.
The thing is though it won’t bite them. It will bite those beneath them. And if we are being completely honest it might not even bite me, at least not severely, however if it goes badly it will cause a lot of folks to lose their jobs. That bothers me. It bothers me almost as much as the thought of what it will do to the folks we serve. To know that so many people’s lives will drastically change over the decisions of a group of people whose decisions led us to this point doesn’t set well with me.
There is no consequence for the people who put us in this spot. They will not lose their employment, they won’t lose any salary, and they most likely will not even really be admonished. Therein lays the hubris. There is no threat in failure; there is no consequence, and therefore no incentive to be innovative or to push for being better. There is no money in doing worse or doing better, only the status quo fills the coffers. I’m sick to my stomach over it.
All I’ve poured into this, all the hard work, all the energy and it will be for nothing. My loyalty in the face of insults was for nothing. I fluctuate between being sad to anger to apathy and none of it takes the sting out of this. It may finally be time to rethink the field I’ve chosen to ply my trade in. I’m not sure it has room for my optimism in the face of cold capitalism. I suppose it was a good run and I helped some people. At least I’ll be able to take that with me.
Anywho, I’m not going to dwell on things I can’t control the outcome of. Instead I’m going to crush your brain with some amazing miniatures. A week ago we didn’t get our normal Pathfinder preview instead we received a preview of new product they’ve cooked up with Wizkids. It’s an Evolution set. So the concept is they take a monster and give you a series of different iterations of the beast as it grows in power.
That’s a lot of miniatures. Between this new Evolution product, the mini ‘We Be Goblins’ release, and Skull & Shackles Paizo & Wizkids are putting a hit out on my wallet. I’ll have to be judicious and smart in my purchases especially if I’m unemployed.
Speaking of Paizo my Pathfinder Tales newest selection came in the mail last week and I already devoured it. Chris A. Jackson’s ‘Pirate’s Honor’ (**** out of 5) may be the first Pirate book set in a fantasy world I’ve ever read.
See it isn’t all bad, in fact there is enough good stuff in my live to constitute a helping of…
- When did it become ok to just talk on your cellphone at work? When?
- I thought this week’s Podcast was a solid effort. Even with the ‘restart’ I thought we captured some
momentum and hit on a number of topics with like zero prep. And it was fun. Seriously, doing the Podcast with David is fun. It is basically the same damn conversations he and I have all the time just recorded with extra crap thrown in. If you aren’t a listener then you should give it a try, if you are thank you. Next Monday our significant others are on, it’s a ‘four-way’!
- Holy crap, 11 inches of snow possible today and tomorrow? It is May 1st. DIE WINTER, DIE!
- The car had to have another $600 in repairs. As an adult who now has a house and a car I’m starting to understand why my parents were always strugglin’. Having all this stuff that seems to only breakdown at the most inopportune moments is frustrating. Every time we get our head above the water and start to really get things done circumstance conspire against us. I’m beginning to think that Ernie Cline’s thoughts on life being like an 8bit video game are true.
- If you don’t like Iron Maiden I don’t know how we are even friends.
- Hardwood Hobbies is at it again with two some cultists who I’m thinking of purchasing if I’m still gainfully employed. The pieces that I’ve already bought are in line to be painted and I have to say I was blown away by the sculpt detail and the clean casts. So go give these guys your money, because first off you can NEVER have enough cultists and you ALWAYS need female cultists.
- We’re having a yet to be determined Movie-A-Thon on Friday night, to say my excitement as waned over the last 24 hours would be an understatement.
You know, I think I’m done today…
“All American, an evil game of extortion
A sick old man, and who would guess
He was once S.S.
A deadly fascination, of a madman's solution
Six million dead, poison tales pollute his head
Tell me a story - Will ya, Will ya
A real good story, I won't leave till ya
Spill your guts old man
Leave out any secrets, Hiding in the ...
Any skeletons, and all your other sins
Any skeletons in the closet
Any skeletons, any misfortunes
Any skeletons, Hiding in the closet
Any skeletons, Any skeletons
In the closet
It's insanity, puppet master boy or Nazi
Apt pupil, he hears the screams
Nightmares turn into wet dreams
Hatret lives, boiling inside, dealing death it's bumicide
In too deep, their secret stands but it won't keep
The truth comes out, conspiracy there is no doubt
His life is ruined, but no not yet
He's still got one card in the deck
A loaded gun, a happy smile, he'll scope the freeway for a while
King of the world, four hundred rounds it took five hours to bring him down”