Jihlavanka. Honest coffee.
Ostravanka. Honest work.
Work is hard. Money is easy. That’s why at work it’s only nice and easy, slow and steady.
Work, do I feel like it? Sure. What do I feel like? Work. #forcingmyself
When I’m able, at work I’m stable. When I’m not, I lie in my cot. (snoring)
An 8-hour shift and the week before payday: when I compare them, they’re just as long.
The thought of hunger – terrible. The thought of work – even worse. The thought of hunger for work – a heart attack.
When I’m amazed at my paycheck, I gape like the bread in a shopping bag that I can’t afford.
There are only 2 things that will never happen: A politician getting a grasp on work. A working person getting a grasp on a politician.
Off to work twitching only at the corners of my mouth from a smile, not with my whole body.
One has to work on wanting to think about work so as to want to work so as to actually work. Nothing but work.
Inspiration from other people:
If I don’t go to work with Resistance, keep my hands off the Management Lines and my results flow in one steady Current, then waiting for payday will be full of Tension, but in the end the Capacity of my finances will grow.
If I had the last hour of my life and could choose where to spend it, I wouldn’t hesitate for a second and would choose work, because here a mere minute lasts a whole beautiful eternity…
Prague is far away, God is high above, only the work on every corner pulls me further and ever lower #3D #alldimensionsoflife #unbearableheavinessofbeing #noescape #tornapart #nowaytogetridofit #voluntarilybeaten #irony
I do every job at 100%. Mon-Thu I work at 0.1% and on Friday I skew the stats to 99.6%, just to keep up appearances.
Proverbs:
Mistakes are how we suffer. It would be a mistake to work. (Mistakes are how we learn.)
Whoever the employer doesn’t spare works for three. (Whoever saves has enough for three.)
You have to grind before you can dine. (Work first, then cake.)
Silence soothes, work heals. (Man proposes, God disposes.)
2 things are infinite: the universe and work. Though I’m not entirely sure about the first one. (2 things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity. Though I’m not entirely sure about the first one.)
Wednesday – we’re needed at work. (Wednesday – he’s needed there.)
Monday: The biggest blow of the morning is when you shriek in horror that Monday has come. Yesterday would have been fine. Today, no way. Those Monday mornings are wonderfully enchanting, until I realize it’s Monday and nothing stands between me and work.
Weekend: The weekend runs so fast that Zatopek would be ashamed.
My weekend, no weekend.
I’ve reached Friday and I’m aiming for Monday.
The biggest Czech lie Mon-Thu: Finally the weekend.
The biggest Czech lie Fri-Sun: Let’s go for just one. And vice versa xD.
There’s nothing new at all. Only that Friday is running off and the weekend is just around the corner. So actually, everything.
Poems:
Whatever is coming, a happy Wednesday to all, not just to the Terkas ,
may your work output not fade like cheap Chinese batteries do,
you may feel that nothing makes sense, that life is just time passing through,
but come on, every beautiful thing you’ve lived stays inside of you.
On Tuesdays we’re already living the life,
On Wednesdays the weekend patriot in us comes alive,
On Thursdays we celebrate – a little Saturday, more or less,
On Friday only a greedy miser works, I guess –
Only Monday is the biggest drudgery of all.
I don’t know about you, guys , but I 👻 There used to be a page here. Now there’s only wind and weeds.hope it flies by like a mayfly’s life, that I survive it and it won’t ruin my mood and that I’ll wave hello to you here again