Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Friday, 17 October 2008
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
I had a thought regarding the work I am going to start on Monday. It is probably the lowest kind of job I took in the last two years, and I am wondering if I am not regressing. I will do it because sometimes one has to take a demeaning job, but I wish things could be different. I thought about that phrase, Sic Transit Gloria Mundi, because a year ago, I was on top of the world: I just had offered a big job with big money, in a sector I had no previous experience, the interview had gone like a charm, etc. I felt like I had been blessed twice. The job I had a year before in Liverpool, while it had been much more modest, was always intellectually rewarding, so I never felt I was overworked and underpaid. Now, I can't help but feel that I ran out of luck.