I love reading Dilbert comics. They're utterly, screamingly funny and make me laugh out loud. The subtle irony is usually very true. While I don't remember all the ones that I read I do remember a particular comic that I didn't laugh at. The subject matter was the curse of competence. Dilbert is good at his job. He does a great job and his only reward is to be simply saddled with even more work, more work than he can handle. The comic ends with a panel of Dilbert in pain ruing the day he was saddled with the curse of competence.
The past few weeks I've wondered. Am I too cursed by my competence in a given field? Is my competence the reason for my unhappiness. Should I let it go? Switch to a completely different field of work?
I wonder, how do the not so competent survive? Is it possible to coast through life knowing full well that you have no idea of what is going on and how things are moving ahead? Is ignorance truly bliss? I know that there are no easy answers and in hindsight you always wish that you knew then what know now. One always feels at the end of the day that had I known then what I now know things would have been different.
No matter however much you apply your head, there will never be a substitute for experience and for the knowledge born of facing hard times and making difficult choices. No matter how hard you try or how hard you attempt to secure your fate along comes another question and another sense of uncertainty to disrupt it.
I always felt blessed by my ability to pick up things, to learn fast but today at least I am too ruing the day I was cursed with competence....
The past few weeks I've wondered. Am I too cursed by my competence in a given field? Is my competence the reason for my unhappiness. Should I let it go? Switch to a completely different field of work?
I wonder, how do the not so competent survive? Is it possible to coast through life knowing full well that you have no idea of what is going on and how things are moving ahead? Is ignorance truly bliss? I know that there are no easy answers and in hindsight you always wish that you knew then what know now. One always feels at the end of the day that had I known then what I now know things would have been different.
No matter however much you apply your head, there will never be a substitute for experience and for the knowledge born of facing hard times and making difficult choices. No matter how hard you try or how hard you attempt to secure your fate along comes another question and another sense of uncertainty to disrupt it.
I always felt blessed by my ability to pick up things, to learn fast but today at least I am too ruing the day I was cursed with competence....
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