Money is usually high on or top of most people’s lists as a criteria of success in life. I beg to differ. This isn’t because I don’t have much but rather that I don’t think life can be measured by statistics.
If I were a highly motivated and ambitious person I’m sure I could have gone out of my way to become rich and influential. I don’t doubt my inherent abilities and I don’t see others as being particularly more clever than myself, it really comes down to desire. Are people really born ‘ruthless’ or ‘driven’? I doubt it, they probably are trying to prove or better themselves. But how can you better yourself? I am what I am, not what I do for a living.
We learn at college and university about being ‘ambitious’ and that it’s a positive quality. We’re taught to deliver maximum impact responses in job interviews about how we wish to rise up the career ladder, take on responsibility and manage teams. No thank you, I don’t fancy these things very much. These ‘improvements’ imply spending more time in the office. I do my regular job purely to earn enough money to do the things I enjoy outside of working hours. I give as much quality service as befits my salary. It’s tit for tat.
You could avoid this situation by doing what you love the best as your job, alas playing a hotch-potch of amateur sports and chatting to friends won’t pull me in a huge wad at the end of the month.
So back to the title and what I think is the only true measure of your purpose to be here on the planet…. babies
Yes, I am completely serious, there doesn’t seem to be any other logical reason for us to be alive other than continuing the gene line and prolonging the life of our species.
We’re all in it together and this is our primary role on planet Earth. Once you’ve managed at least one sprog then you can sit back with glass of wine and consider your work done.
So just ignore the company’s profit and loss account, the annual turnover, your end of year bonus, your scratch card winnings and your pension scheme – they are largely irrelevent in the grand scheme of things.
To wrap things up then, I have to conclude that so far my life is a failure. I haven’t contributed to the gene pool. This could change of course but it is my only real natural obligation as a human being and should be all that is expected of me.