Ringil wrote:I can feel what you mean, Ashlar. Nice pictures, thanks.
Recently I saw (in a children's book) a picture of a wizard. All alone in his wizard tower, brewing some mighty potions. And I thought how nice the life must be as a lone Wizard. I remember this picture when I'm confronted - which I am right now - with the choice between a management or a specialists role.
So to become a lone wizard I could buy a gallon of antifreeze for everyone in my office ... Ok, same joke twice, sorry.
Funny that schizoid people can be pretty deadly (politically) in the office. I can (politically) sting people who are mightier than me because I don't fear the consequences. In fact I'd enjoy the consequences maybe subcontiously, i.e. more social isolation. This matches a bit what you call "more dangerous" maybe. At least I'm capable of unpredictable responses when someone pisses me of. I'm taking more damage in this situation usually than I caused on my opponent, so technically I loose, but I don't care about the balance. I stroke back, made my point, and I'm kind of invincible anyway as long as I don't care so much - but the opponent cares, so in my world I wonDoes this make any sence ?
Do you genuinely enjoy thinking this way?
Thrilled someone besides me appreciates the antifreeze story. Remembering it really makes me smile. The intellectual challenges of every job I've ever had have always paled next to the social bee esse and absurd "power" plays. Humanity excels in nothing if not getting in its own way.
A mathematically brilliant friend of mine made an observation that might help you decide. He said that the reason managers absolutely need high salaries and "the corner office" is that they are denied the legitimate satisfaction of a job well done, of solving a gripping computational problem, for example, or of finding a long-elusive, intermittent bug.
For their success, managers largely depend on the creativity and intelligence of others, and on their ability to earn the respect of those who report to them. Would the attention, demands on your time, and endless unproductive meetings eat away at your zest for life?
Another wise friend said, "You know exactly how important managers are when no one can tell when the manager is on vacation.".
Years ago, I used to go to a weekly nighttime drawing session in which a group of people would draw the figure from a live model. One of the regulars, let's call him H-P, strutted with the unmistakable self-satisfied smugness of a short-guy high-level tech manager.
One night, while drawing, I stated both of the underlined observations, above. And watched as H-P literally deflated--from frowning, to grimacing, to hunching-over. He never showed up to another drawing session

I suspect that at some not-too-deep level he was painfully aware that he had become an impostor.