24 Hours of Security
2006-01-08 23:07 GMT
24 hours is exactly the amount of security work I'll have to do before I am free of it again. Unlike Jack Bauer and his job in popular tv-serie 24 my job hasn't exactly been taking care of national interest or securing presidents. To describe how these past months have been is hard. I can't brag about being the most enthusiastic security guard for the lousy company I've worked for, since most of the shifts have passed watching television or playing Civilization 3. Although autumn started well and it was easy to gain credits form university, while "working", somehow my motivation flopped and even tv from our monitoring room died.Nevertheless it has been refreshing experience to work, once more, in low paid and undervalued job without any hopes of creating a career. Hell, sometimes, mostly when I've been sleeping, it haven't felt like a job at all. More like a part-time prison sentence. You know, if you could go home to sleep and get an occasional free day, while spending too much of your time in small room with an uncomfortable couch, and they would call it a punishment, there wouldn't be much difference. On the other hand I live in a belief that prisons suck even worse. And that couch isn't so bad.
My last day will be Friday 13th and after I've finished, there is a good chance of getting very, very drunk. On Friday all suiciders should have at least one drink for the wasted months of our lives.
Joe