Even though he is a nutcase (and he is), I've actually missed the company of the Savage Viking. Today he returned triumphant from his nine month excursion to the Continent. I am surprised at mine own (miniscule) influence. When the fuel crisis arose, nine months ago, I suggested that he use his HGV licence to help this great nation in its time of need. He did, and has been away for quite some time. Now he has returned, but is so exhausted that there is not one peep out of him. This is surely a singular occurence, and this peace, this tranquillity, will surely not last. However, I remember the words of the Good Book: Love thy neighbour. And so it is only right and proper that I should. Yes, we have had our differences, but he is well meaning, and not a bad person. I ought to do all I can to ensure that harmony reigns supreme in the household.
Something happened at that... place recently. Instead of appointing a person experienced and well qualified for the role, the Arch-Overlord (the top boss) opted that his child be appointed the regional inspector. For all my gripes, Captain Bligh and his superior (the older thug) actually run a tight ship. Everything is done correctly, to the best of their ability. Yet, due to the nepotism and lack of experience (and indeed lack of humanity) on the part of the child of the Arch-Overlord, the rating the store has been getting is awful. As a result, the older thug said, "I don't care any more." (That is, about the rating, the statistics, everything they obsess over). Why? Because no amount of effort gets them anywhere. Nothing they do will ever change anything. Their hard work is not acknowledged nor even rated as high as it should be.
This reminds me of my own efforts. No amount of effort will ever change anything (well, at least not in this country). It doesn't actually matter whether I hold a master's degree in classical Latin. It doesn't matter whether I work, or don't work. This country is not a meritocracy, it only pretends to be a meritocracy. It is actually nepotism, and failure brings promotion, whereas all effort is in vain. "I don't care any more." Why doesn't the older thug care? Because nothing he does, however Herculean an effort he makes changes nothing. This, is the reflection of an utterly broken system.
Educated? Not educated? Honest? Dishonest? Hard working? Bone idle? None of that makes any difference here.
Today, for example, my superior (the little girl that is banging Captain Bligh) upon hearing that there might be an inspector here (someone was seen in the car park, and it could have been anybody, but she - being uneducated - immediately jumped to the conclusion that it was the inspector again - the Arch-Overlord's daughter) said, "You will make the food right or I will throw it on the floor and blame one of you for dropping it!" This is beyond all reason. How? Well, that's what happens when you put a little girl in charge of adults.
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