I’ve been spuddling all my life. Are you saying I can only do it one day a week now?
No, they are saying make sure Monday is a spuddling day. Just like you can have tacos on days that aren’t Tuesday.
Wait what? Why didn’t anybody ever tell me that before?
So, a bullshit job as per David Graeber?
That’s pure torture to me. I’d rather do something meaningful.
So would I, but that’s not always possible. Maybe the meaningful jobs aren’t available. Maybe you took a job you thought was going to be meaningful but actually turned out to be bullshit, but you need the work and now you’re stuck.
I’ve certainly been in both situations myself.
I would add a job that is meaningful sometimes, and lacking other times. Good enough to stay, but sometimes you just need to have something in the background to keep from going crazy.
I agree here. My thing is just to work at a civilized pace no matter the pressure. Get stuff done and work through the process but don’t stress on artificial deadlines and such. Its somewhat hard though and what cracks me up is stressing about allowing myself to stress.
Just finished reading George Orwell’s Down and Out In Paris and London. Spuddle seems apt
Excellent book! I love Orwell and I think it’s too bad that most people only go as far as reading Animal Farm and 1984.
He could be funny as well (even while being insightful). Coming Up for Air has some great critiques of the direction Britain was going in before the war, and was fairly prescient about what was to come, while also being extremely funny. It’s too bad most people aren’t aware of that side of his writing.
Down and Out had me audible laughing at points mostly in the bistro or the communist waiter who was drinking all the milk to spite the restaurant.
Sadly Orwell’s 1984 and animal farm are both misused as properganda by right wingers whilst skipping over Orwell’s own political ideas.
The communist waiter part is definitely one of my favorites.
His essay Shooting an Elephant should be, in my opinion, required reading in schools. It’s probably the best anti-colonialist essay I’ve ever read.
Thanks for getting me on to Coming Up for Air, half way through and its a nice steady pace. Shooting an Elephant will be my next read.
My favorite part is when he buys the fish sausage.
I think it would make a good movie and I’m surprised no one’s done it yet.
That was disgusting, I breathly thought about that scene whilst biting into a hotdog last night 😂
The guarding of billy beef is something out of bullshit jobs and the way he expresses and explains it with the old gent reverting back to gardening, basically started a farm, this is my favourite scene so far, and Christ he’s mad about trout!
I like to spuddle about the office.
What a shpadoinkle word!
Have you ever seen the video of the meth addict in Walmart?
Seems like there would be more than just one of these.
The difference between efficiency and efficacy. It’s almost like they’re two different realms.
