Yesterday evening, I called Ken using Facebook Messenger. He told me about his future plans. Those of you who follow this blog know that my oldest boy once wanted to become a nurse. However, he has since changed his mind, taking a semester off from college to get his head straight.
He said, "I'm returning to school in a couple of weeks."
I said, "What career have you decided to pursue?"
"I'm going to get a bachelor of science in hospital administration."
I frowned. "What the fuck do they do?"
"They administrate hospitals."
I nodded. "Sounds promising. There are hospitals all over the world. I guess they need pencil pushers to run them."
"The job pays very well."
"Great. So you've given up on the idea of becoming a state cop?"
"Yeah. That's not my cup of tea. I don't want to bear witness to all those gruesome traffic accidents."
"Well, it's your life, son. Take my advice with a grain of salt. Your dad is a first-rate screwhead."
If I were Ken's age, I'd join the U.S. Air Force and become a military policeman. The great thing about the Air Force is that only the officers get killed. Plus you aren't stuck out at sea aboard some ship with a bunch of potential homosexuals. But that's me. I guess the life of a hospital administrator has it's upside. You get to sit behind a big fancy desk as uppity doctors chew you out when the coffee machine breaks down. So what's not to love?
Later that night, I prepared dinner for me and Rice-Boy Larry. We had sausages. I cooked them in a little oven which fits on one of my shelves. The food wasn't all that great, but it was capable of producing a turd. Now that my wife is gone, I need to make sure that Larry is getting his proper nutrition. I don't want him to start looking like a Holocaust survivor. What would the judge say?
I watched several episodes of Vikings while sitting on my sofa. I've seen the show a million times, yet I never get tired of it. Vikings just might be my all-time favorite. Anyway, I'm on the part where King Harold Finehair screws over Bjorn Ironside to become the ruler of Norway.
Then it was time for porn. I viewed several videos over the course of two hours. My favorite featured an actress named Ava Addams. She a large-chested old whore who often performs the role of an older vixen looking for young men. She's quite exciting in my opinion. With that said, I'm not sure what type of ladies are attracted to a career in smut. They must be dealing with a ton of demons. Don't get me wrong. I'm not judging. After all, I'm the pervert watching them fornicate.
I went to bed at 1 a.m. and slept like the dead. Then I woke up at 8 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. After that, I read the headlines on my smartphone as I took a nasty shit. Two friends from the city of Yeosu got into a heated squabble. One of them killed the other with a rock. He is now in custody after being charged with murder.
And the river keeps right on flowing.
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been reading a book about real vikings, "men of terror". One of the most popular ways to settle differences with other Vikings, permanently.. was with a rock.
ReplyDeleteA paper-pushing career is probably the wisest move in this century.
The young generations will likely have to work until well into their 70s, so any physical job is going to be self-limiting.
Like you, I find Viking culture quite fascinating.
DeleteA career in clerical work guaruntees a lifetime spent amongst the choice company of homosexuals, feminists, and bitter old cat-lady battle axes. An endless stream of pointless 'meetings' and mandatory Human Resources struggle sessions about Diversity, Inclusion, and Equity. (The beatings will continue until morale improves!!) Endless lectures about maximizing profits along with parroting mealy mouthed corporate 'mission statements' regarding the highly moral pursuit of legally and socially discriminating against the White Devil Slavemaster (formerly the people who built this country from nothing).
ReplyDeleteIf you're interested in being force-fed the New Religion with a firehose, a job in hospital admin is the most bestest, most fastest ticket in. If you have no objections to becoming a boot licker who goes along with any soul crushing stupidity your bosses dictate, or to trading your own soul and identity for a paycheck, then this is the Ultra-Glide Ride.
Myself, I'd literally rather be a garbageman or a plumber with my dignity intact. I have an RN ASN; I did not pursue the 4 yeat BSN degree specifically because I never, EVER want to deal with the genuinely soul crushing nightmare of middle management in America In Name Only (previously the USA). I could make way more money, but what shall it profit a man to gain the whole wotld and lose his own soul?
Why so serious? Almost any occupation that has mostly women will have what you describe. Once you see how the games are played, you can enjoy a fairly fun time. Staying in shape and not acting like a fuck hound helps grease the rails, although occasional discrete dalliances can improve morale.
DeleteAre hospital administrators mostly women? I always picture dorks in suits and spectacles.
DeleteMr. Jack Woodd, the pictures with the man with a bumpy forehead used at the beginning of most blog entries is this from a movie? I ask because I feel a strong connection with that guy. Hahahah
ReplyDeleteYes. It's John Hurt portraying the Elephant Man.
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