Holy Kids, part 2

Today a manager at work implied to me that he (and admin) would rather me do a half-assed job closing and leave more according to an average time rather than performing a great job and leaving the place very clean as usual. I was rather offended, and realized I'm falling into place in the storybook life I live which is Atlas Shrugged, with names and vocations changed to protect the innocent. It's a "they go or I go" mentality, and I'm wondering now if we are destined to be great or if we're just to believe that we're destined to be great, to believe that we are truly fighting the good fight (without fighting) as those who annoy me would say, and that we're stuck at the bottom of this. Where are you thought police? I'm right where you want me, and I'll never be moved. It's your perfect plan, and each of these letters completes it. Nothing I can do can change anything ever at all. In the grand scheme of things. Everything I do will directly influence myself and those around me. Selfishness rules, but in a PTA sort of way. Holy Kids, part 2