Saturday, May 12

The Right Time is Never

A asks me how much time does it take to really know if something will work out or not.In general, a month of extensive flirtation and involvement and you will know if you like your new job, the new car, the new shirt or the new fella.So, why does it still surprise me that in some r'ships around me, the "I knew he/she was the right one" factor raised its pretty head in around that time period?

Well, my guess is that I don't equate a thing working out with such a long term commitment.So, in a month, I know if a job is something that will sustain me for say 6 more months;until the next exciting offer comes along or the hydra of office politics enroaches upon my picture perfect office life.So, much as it might sound sacriligious to compare a job and a marriage, here are the common denominators:
  1. you have to sweat and/or slog to make them work
  2. a happy/successful day at either=unequalled high (actually, I know there are other parallels that can produce equal highs, but let that pass)
  3. you have to please and placate other parties to be good at either(do not read between the lines and susbtitute phrases here to pollute the purity of thought)
  4. extraneous factors largely influence bliss
  5. a pat on the back goes a long way in both relationships
  6. a break (may) help to forge stronger ties
  7. manager quality influences commitment (A and my personal favorite;apologies to Germaine and chauvinists)

I can't think of more...oh yes...there is performance pressure and then the longer you stay, the higher you ascend and all that...but I l save that for one of my random musings, and not for the serious stuff that this blog (has come to)stand for.

So, the reason to say all this was-that having established that a job and marriage are similar in the demands that they make...can one decide in less than a month if X job is the sort of thing they will hold till that fat retirement check is credited?

And if not, then how can one decide in less than a month that X male is the one to last till D do us apart.(I love the multiple puns on D, btw!!)

Hence, dear A,D's words on this subject: You can never be sure.I can't get in unless I see a clear exit clause, that doesn't hurt anyone.Passions fade, the attractive salary pales in comparison, dents appear in a new car and that hot shirt may become a tad too tight.In three of four cases, you discard and move on, and don't count losses.In the one that you can't discard, Indian sensibilities dictate holding on to vestiges.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

I find similarity #6 particularly interesting. How long does the break have to be?

Sanketh said...

Totally agree ... what we need is a 1 year (or 6 month) rotation policy, where we keep flitting between partners/jobs ... the whole concept of a lifelong commitment just has to do with pesky kids ;)

nice try said...

1,2,3,4,5 seem inter-related/redundant

feeling good == getting a reward for some effort

(pat on the back, extraneous factors, successful day at work, having to slog, trying to please) are all just manifestations of this equation IMHO.

dya said...

1.A break:short enough to not seem too long;long enough to miss, not pine?

2.Disagree with rotation.The concept of rotation implies coming back to something....maybe in a hope that the initial attraction could be rekindled having seen other non-attractive pastures.Disagree with commitment for kids.

3.Seem...granted.Is...disagree.Beg to differ in the usage of "redundant".Mathematically, yes....contextually...NO!

(i may have disagreed more than my amiable self permits....:)

Anonymous said...

What if it's been too long a break, and now you've been replaced?
Or even worse, the position still isn't filled, but your colleagues aren't the same as you left them - the awkward questions about what you did on your break, why the break was needed in the first place, the talking behind your back, etc.

Moral of the Story: Taking a break is never any good.

Anonymous said...

http://xkcd.com/c128.html

Me said...

everything having been said, 'laaife is like a baax of chaaaclets. you never know what you're gonna get!' (courtesy: forest gump, and an ex-colleague of mine who is no more)