The Workermonkey

Thursday, March 17, 2005

I cant quit you baby, so im going to put you down for a while... 

# posted by Brancibeer @ 3/17/2005 01:12:00 PM

3-15-05 6pm afterwork beer.

I don’t think I ever complimented you, Chump, on naming this sight. I always kinda liked it, but now I feel I understand it. I understand it, because I am it. A Working Monkey. I do what I'm told, sometimes I do the same thing twice, I run in cirlces, I disregard my own opinion and follow others. I'm a Worker Monkey. I do tasks I am minamally interested in, while my mind drifts dreaming about bigger and better things. I screw off when I can, I come in late, and fuck off and laugh about it. I am a Working Monkey. I work because I need the money, and I'm supposed to be advancing a thing called a carreer. I buy things with the money I make. I come home tired eventhough I havent exerted myself physically, I make supper, do something, go to bed, and get up to go to work. I am a Worker Monkey. My mind is stunted my simplistic chores. I am not expanding, i am contracting. I wonder if it will be permanent, will i lose the passion i once had. I reject society, but soon i will be apart of it. I am a Worker Monkey.

My job runs out in about 2.5 years. I’ll probably look for a new one by the time that comes around. Having a job takes up a lot of time. I’m young (we are all young) and ive somewhat realized this is NOT what I want to do. Not biology, but THIS. This being Worker Monkey. I know ive said this a million times, but the feeling is growing and getting stronger inside me everyday I am the Monkey. Living it makes me understand it. How many other were like me I wonder? Those who felt this way then eventually fell into the groove of the worker monkey. After all, its not so bad. It wears you down like a polished stone. It breaks you without you realizing it. Mid life crisis, divorces, nervous breakdowns- these are all just the roughs of the stone shining through. But eventually even they will be worn down to a smooth dull. They can polish us on the outside, but they can never change what your made of under the shine.

Chump, I hate to say this man, but you fucked up. You just spent the past 6 months living something you always wanted to have when you too were the Monkey. You had the time, you had the resources, but you didn’t do a goddamn thing. You somehow lost sight of what you held so cherishable when you were the Monkey. I know you had goals and ambitions. Now you have to live the life again. You will reevolve back into the Monkey. I’m not being harsh, for I too would have probably pissed it away. We are all fond of BS arent we. Alas my friend, it is never too late. We just have to remember the feeling, much like I have to remind myself of my Monkey days in the window factory when I have a feeling that my job sucks. Perhaps together we support eachother and always help to remember the true meaning of the Working Monkey. That’s what this site is for, that why we all write.

On a side note. I think I'm back. I decided that its probably safe to check the site at work. And if not, I’ll get a slap on the wrist.

Good to be back. I've missed it.

2 comments

good to have you back. more worthwhile contributions are always welcome.

By  josh, at Thursday, March 17, 2005 9:22:00 PM  

i have something to say in response to this but not now, i feel like shit as i'm getting sick only days before i fly down to tampa, fuck.

By  Supreme Monkey Overlord, at Thursday, March 17, 2005 9:45:00 PM  

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