It Pays the Mortgage

Silvia Fernsby was always searching for answers. Sometimes to questions she hadn't even asked herself yet. Her struggle to understand her own mental abilities as well as those of her superiors was often daunting, but Silvia battled on - regardless of fate producing that recurring sensation of wading through treacle. She wanted a career - but in which direction she didn't know. She'd reached a crossroads so many times, usually after fighting off the competition, who thought they knew better because they had university degrees but actually didn't know a lot - SILVIA HAD THE EXPERIENCE - and a certificate from MENSA saying she had an IQ of 137, which meant she was in the top 6% of the population. And she had a black belt in Feng Shui...Yet, here she was again standing on the precipice of jacking it all in - similar to a demented lemming about to throw herself off the edge of the cliff but not wanting the buggers to win. So each time she doubted herself she had to prove to herself that she knew as much as they did - if not more; that she COULD grasp an idea and follow it through, but every time she was beaten back by the same system that let these bozos cross her path, step over her head and carry on up the ladder of fame and fortune.***This story is an entertaining resume of all the crap jobs you have to do and the crap you have to take, while life in general throws crap at you, (between holidays) because It Pays The Mortgage. All names have been changed to protect the innocent AND the guilty.