I started thinking today about the concept of change and why people fear it. This came about because a change was going to be made at work, and the right people whined and complained to some other right person and the changes got squashed. When change comes around, it would appear that only one a few outcomes is possible, and there seems to be a silver lining to all of them. The first scenario would be that the change causes no negative affects, particularly on me, so basically this can be put into the category of "Who fucking cares". No harm, No foul. Secondly, the change could actually makes things better. This is win/win, so again, no big deal. Thirdly, the change could make the situation devolve into mass hysteria and ultimately result in the end of the universe as we know it. If this is what you suspect will occur after the change takes place, simply make your contrary opinion known, and then you will be able to overnight a whole crate of "I told you so" to the dipshit that made the change.

So, it would appear as if any change can ultimately end with my having the upper hand. Having obtained this new understanding, I am going to strive to open the gate, and invite change into my life.