Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Reading this...
There is a big difference between smart and "high achiever". High achievers tend to be demanding, pushy and opinionated - and in many cases aren't that smart.
I consider myself a pretty smart bloke, but no way am I a high achiever. While I enjoy the company of smart men and women, high achievers are just too much work!
Posted by: krammer at November 22, 2006 9:45 PM
http://blogs.smh.com.au/lifestyle/samandthecity/archives/2006/11/do_men_like_sma.html
is like slipping into a hot, lavender-scented bubble bath after a long, strenuous day at work stuffing envelopes.
Now, by 'high achievers' we're talking about the extra-curricular kings and queens of the university campus (whom I mentioned in an earlier post... [but I'm not bitter I swear!]) who get into Price Waterhouse Coopers based on the fact that the you-need-experience-to-get-experience Catch 22 never applied to them because they just know everybody, because they went to private schools (did I mention I wasn't bitter?)
DOWN WITH HIGH ACHIEVERS!!! YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!
Ah I'm cracking up. See, I can always rely on myself for a good chuckle.
Speaking of chuckling, laughter, and general merriment, our flat is having an early christmas tonight. Presents and pizza (we ate the chocolate Shani bought for tonight last night), and an exclusive performance of the dance routine Shani and I tried to choreograph last night. We didn't get very far, because we suck, but I promised her I would pull some original moves out of my arse while I was at work today in between reading The Diplomat and dreaming of being an admin assistant at DFAT and working my way up, and short sessions of inane but energetic blogging such as the one I'm presently engaged in.
Speaking of work, Becky passed on my CV to her boss today. Now I pray and wait with baited breath for any response at all, dreading the prospect of 1) ringing back in a week to ask them about it and then 2) being told they're not interested. As usual, I can't help feeling excited about the mere idea of it. But no, it will probably culminate in another Korea-esque anti-climax, not in fact strengthening my resolve to find a job when - according to popular fairytales of perseverance and eventual success - it should. ¶ 16:00
There is a big difference between smart and "high achiever". High achievers tend to be demanding, pushy and opinionated - and in many cases aren't that smart.
I consider myself a pretty smart bloke, but no way am I a high achiever. While I enjoy the company of smart men and women, high achievers are just too much work!
Posted by: krammer at November 22, 2006 9:45 PM
http://blogs.smh.com.au/lifestyle/samandthecity/archives/2006/11/do_men_like_sma.html
is like slipping into a hot, lavender-scented bubble bath after a long, strenuous day at work stuffing envelopes.
Now, by 'high achievers' we're talking about the extra-curricular kings and queens of the university campus (whom I mentioned in an earlier post... [but I'm not bitter I swear!]) who get into Price Waterhouse Coopers based on the fact that the you-need-experience-to-get-experience Catch 22 never applied to them because they just know everybody, because they went to private schools (did I mention I wasn't bitter?)
DOWN WITH HIGH ACHIEVERS!!! YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!
Ah I'm cracking up. See, I can always rely on myself for a good chuckle.
Speaking of chuckling, laughter, and general merriment, our flat is having an early christmas tonight. Presents and pizza (we ate the chocolate Shani bought for tonight last night), and an exclusive performance of the dance routine Shani and I tried to choreograph last night. We didn't get very far, because we suck, but I promised her I would pull some original moves out of my arse while I was at work today in between reading The Diplomat and dreaming of being an admin assistant at DFAT and working my way up, and short sessions of inane but energetic blogging such as the one I'm presently engaged in.
Speaking of work, Becky passed on my CV to her boss today. Now I pray and wait with baited breath for any response at all, dreading the prospect of 1) ringing back in a week to ask them about it and then 2) being told they're not interested. As usual, I can't help feeling excited about the mere idea of it. But no, it will probably culminate in another Korea-esque anti-climax, not in fact strengthening my resolve to find a job when - according to popular fairytales of perseverance and eventual success - it should. ¶ 16:00
