Corporate Australia Can Kiss My Analytical Ass

Disclaimer: Rant imminant.

Hi guys, so it’s been a really hot minute since I wrote anything. Please forgive me, I re-entered the realm of full-time employment, the likes of which I haven’t seen in literally 20 years.

So, to get to the point, I recently completed an external module of mental health facilitation, that’s a practical skillset, and a ‘first responder’  in the face of things like trauma, mental illness, suicide, etc.

I also come from a place where people have been telling me all their stuff since I was 17 (22 yrs +), and as I’ve become older, my friends issues have become more complex.

Re-entering the corperate sphere has linked me into a world that I naturally rebel from, and putting me into a room with those that have not left the boardroom since they began working provided me an insight into statistics I wasn’t aware existed, but seriously needs to change.

98% of the attendees did not know what a mental illness was. They were there not to help, but to get ahead in their own careers.

It saddens me, that those with influence and power have no idea what it’s like coming from a low socio-ecconoic, cultrally diverse, drug-addicted parental background.

And as I watched them, all clamber about discussing the solution, and wasting time, like all government entities famously do, no one took leadership, they just all followed each other like the sheppard-less sheep they were.

All these observations set my soul aflame at the incompetance and injustice of it all. There are homeless people because a bunch of coroporate wank jobs on fat salaries have no fucking idea, are completely ignorant to the plights of others.

This only incites me to bring about change. To crumble the system from within. My silent rebellion switch has been activated.

So, to any corporate asshat reading this, I say, in the eternal words of Morty, “Get your shit together. Get it all together. And put it in a backpack. All your shit. So it’s together. And if you gotta take it somewhere, take it somewhere, you know, take it to the shit store and sell it… Or put it in a shit museum, I don’t care what you do, you just gotta get it together.

Get your shit together! “

Quote, end quote.

 

Destructively yours,

 

Starah ♡

 

 

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