sight isn’t always necessary

So, I had a dreaded “discussion” with my manager today. He wanted to know why I’m always late, why I’m always leaving early, etc. He wanted to know why I’m taking classes, and does that mean that I’m leaving soon, and why don’t I love my job? And I had a lot of answers, and the conversation actually lasted about 45 minutes, and in the end I don’t really feel like a whole lot was accomplished. I feel like he’s even more likely to be a dick to me now, and I’m increasingly feeling like I need to find another job just to wait out until November. Or whenever. I actually have a lot to write but I suppose after that stupid conversation I should get some work done. The point is this: I told Scott I’m not staying forever, and he was really offended by it and tried to make me feel like an idiot for it. And I’m not going to stand for that outlandish idiocy anymore – I have an incredibly thoughtful mind, and I’m not willing to sacrifice all the happiness that could exist within it just for a man with no plan in life but to stick by what he’s done forever, regardless of what it means in the long run. Because in the end, Scott will be lonely and rich and useless to the world. And even if I die alone and rich and *feeling* useless, I am making it a point to NOT BE FUCKING USELESS. Someone will benefit from the work I do, and not in the sense that they have to program a little less at work – someone will genuinely be touched and changed by me.