Leaving 2024 In The Rear-View Mirror

That’s my ticket for tonight’s festivities.  With the way that I dislike being around people and loathe crowds, this was the best ticket for me for just such an occasion.  Consider me content.      

Not surprisingly, I worked today.  I didn’t do much else after that.  Actually, that’s not entirely true.  I also had a late breakfast with Kim and Annette at a local breakfast spot.  It was kind of a spur of the moment thing and I went along with it.  Why not?  The food was good enough and I handled the especially large portions pretty well.  I didn’t eat everything and had to bring some of it home with me, but that’s also become my new normal.  I tend to bring food back with me because I can’t eat everything during the meal at the restaurant.  I was never like that in the past, though now I’m used to it and I’ve even gotten used to the idea of asking for a to-go box at the end of the meal.

We talked about work stuff, which is not unusual when I partake in meals with co-workers.  The conversation always seems to veer in the direction of work and usually towards the more negative aspects of the workplace and the people that make it as bad as it is and has become.  I wouldn’t call today’s breakfast banter a venting session, as much as it helped me obtain some confirmation of the various things that I had been thinking and feeling for the past few months.  The consensus among us is that things at work at likely going to get worse before they get better.  That’s the way I’ve been feeling for quite some time, though I will admit that it is also my normal to be pessimistic.  Of late and at least when it comes to the workplace, there hasn’t been much reason to be positive or even remotely optimistic.  People at work still suck.  I remember a time, many, many years ago, when this wasn’t the case, but now, this has become the current reality at the office.  It’s sad really, but it’s also proof that not all change is good. 

Speaking of change, I don’t know what 2025 has in store.  I don’t have any expectations going into the new year.  I figured that I’d just roll with the punches and see what happens.  There’s not much else I can do. 

I wish that gaming wouldn’t continue to be as woke as it had become in 2024.  Truthfully, I don’t see it getting any better any time soon, but if there is something positive that comes from gaming staying woke, it’s that I won’t be buying as many games next year as I had in previous years.  I, like the majority of gamers, refuse to spend any of my money on the woke shit that has infected gaming of late.  I guess my money could go towards upgrading my retro gaming setup or frankly, towards anything that isn’t woke.  The bottom line is that I can’t support anything woke and I’m not going to.

Work will likely get worse before it gets better.  Still, I’m going to do my overtime until the proverbial wheels fall off, all the while trying my best to ignore and disregard many of the people who remain.  Most of the people I was cool with have since left, so I’m left to deal with the remnants, the leftovers, the miscreants that linger.  I never said my normal was good or fun.  It’s just something I have to deal with, unless I decide to leave.

While I’m not necessarily looking forward to 2025, I’m okay with leaving 2024 behind.  You can’t stop the earth from rotating, so why try?  Time is also going to continue to move.  Life is going to go on.

All I can really do is hope that 2025 won’t suck as much as I think it will.