Archive for June, 2007

This explains where I’ve been

Saturday, June 16th, 2007

Of course the ‘Additions’ post explains why I haven’t posted for 6 weeks.  I’ve been working my little socks off and I haven’t had the energy. 

In fairness though, I am also doing an OU course in Photography which is taking up a lot of my spare time.  I’ve been at the computer for hours and hours every day, and haven’t had much inclination to compose and post blogs as well, even though I’ve had stuff I wanted to say. I’ll tell you about that another time though.

 

Addictions

Saturday, June 16th, 2007

Experience suggests that I don’t carry the gene for addition: I can chain drink coffee for weeks, then stop, and not have caffeine cravings; I was a serious binge-drinker in uni, having 6 or 7 pints or more 5 or 6 nights a week, but I’ve never felt any desire to start the day off with a bloody mary;  I was a social smoker for several years, but only once in my life have I ever desired a cigarette when I was sober and that was the day of my PhD viva (probably the most stressful day of my life so far) - I didn’t have one. 

I’ve always thought that if I was prone to any addition it would almost certainly be gambling.  I enjoy a flutter. I even have an online gambling account.  I’ve never uploaded more than £10 though - I’ve always told myself this was because I couldn’t trust myself not to blow the lot, although in practice I never have and feel guilty if I lose a fiver.

I’ve just watched Louis Theroux on Las Vegas and high rollers. All this time I’ve been wrong - I could never get addicted to gambling. I think that my understanding that the stakes are stacked firmly in the house’s favour is far too strong. I can’t help but shake my head in disbelief and wonder what’s wrong with these people? Can hope really be that destructive?

And now it hits me - I AM an addict. It’s just that I’m the type of addict that’s completely socially acceptable, even encouraged.  I’m a WORKAHOLIC. I’m pathologically hopeful that if I work hard enough and long enough this will be recognised by my employer and I’ll be rewarded with riches beyond my wildest dreams (well a bit of a promotion).  After all, someone’s gotta earn the big bucks - why not me?  However, all that’s really happening is that my employers are rubbing their hands together with glee thinking ‘glory be, another hardworking little sucker’.  I’m a bloody idiot - but I just can’t seem to stop.

So I ask you - can you get counselling for this kind of thing?  Is there a workaholics anonymous?