Sisyphus…

Sisyphus

An email from my friend, Mat, inspired this one.

“I have got a kick out of the last couple of you drawings about the Corporate Step Stool and the broken ladder. It made me think of what kind of Corporate Ladder I must be on. I can’t decide if the ladder I am one is the one being kicked away from the building as I am halfway up by the guy wearing the golden parachute…I thought you could appreciate [the] visual.”

I did. My response to him was that the guy kicking my ladder away didn’t have a golden parachute, he’s  just an asshat.

Jenny said it’s like we’re Sisyphus, we keep going up only to be knocked down to start all over again. So true.