“It is unwise to be too sure of one’s own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err.” ― Mahatma Gandhi
This morning, I woke up with a raucous sinus headache, a sign of jarring weeks gone by. As my head clears and I embrace the rest captured, the fogginess once clouding unrequited goals starts to disperse. It’s scary but I have to; I want to realize such things for myself.
Unequivocally, I live like a recluse without an opus (especially in bygone years) and that must change. Working in a grocery store is only a stepping-stone to something greater…and I’ll do it with a smile on my face.
After provoking thoughts like these, it reminds me of an episode of Night Gallery (They’re Tearing Down Tim Reilly’s Bar). I watched it almost a week ago and it was about Randy Lane.
A plastic salesman who worked twenty-five years for the same company by putting his head down and getting the job done, and was woefully undervalued. He had also lost his wife and any other purpose for living. When time and the opportunity to keep his position are stripped away from him, he turns to drinking heavily…in his favorite bar.
The aforementioned tavern that is about to be demolished.
So for Randy, the bar represents all that was positive in his life: the good times as they would say.
Long story short, Randy discovers that he has not been abandoned or unappreciated. His coworkers (his boss redeems himself by throwing it and his secretary, who always supported Randy, implies her love for him) set up a retirement party across the street from Tim’s destruction; an ironic and symbolic new beginning Mr. Lane as he releases the past and embraces (an uncertain but) happy future.
What “Randy” showed me was how fragile hope can be and the ease calamity can provide; while I know a job doesn’t define who I am or what my life, it is often difficult to differentiate the two (especially in isolation).
Ultimately, like Randy, I want to work hard and become a man who can be proud of what he has accomplished. He affected his coworkers in such an altruistic way. A true and god’s honest diligence…
From a sordid cavalcade of employment I’ve accrued, I’d truly vie for that.
Hell, I’d die for that.
And if a transformation in my thinking has to occur, then so be it!
Bye for now, KS.