So much to do, so little time and inclination to do it. Thus runs the story of my life.
It’s been a while since I’ve written and there is really not much for me to say but as I sit here at my computer in my own little corner of the world, sun streaming in through my bedroom window promising a bright and pleasant summer’s day, I rejoice for a moment in the rare solitude this short instant is graciously affording me and feel that I must pass a few thoughts on as the sands of time run out of the hourglass of 2012.
I have recently been criticized for focusing too much on the trials and tribulations of my work life and perhaps, like a broken record player, I do talk too much about those eight waking hours, five days a week when luxury is banned and I am cut off from the world and forced to endure the horrors of corporate dictatorship.
I’ve gotten so use to using the internet that it is a trial getting through the day without being able to access my social media contacts. Am I a sad man or what!? Lucky for mobile phones.
I was given a Samsung mobile phone for my birthday 18 months ago and can access Facebook and Twitter using it albeit with an often heftier than required phone bill at the end of each month as a result.
I have made declarations to myself, promises in blood that I will not use my mobile phone to access the internet while I am at work. Every day this solemn acclamation is made, etched into my mind as if it is a contract, a writ which can’t be broken. If that was the case then I would have been sued several times by now!
It’s just too boring at work. I can’t slip away and watch the news channel for ten minutes and find out what’s going on. Well, I could but the likelihood is that someone, sooner or later would notice my absence or discover my whereabouts and and I would have to try to defend the indefensible and explain my actions. Which wouldn’t end up being a very pleasant scene. I have had it up to my ears with incompetent jerks who get their ambitions and abilities mixed up and I don’t think I could hold an even strain if I ever end up being lectured about my productivity by one of them. Thus, I nearly always try to do the right thing.. Better to do so and avoid conflict than making a fool of yourself. I have learnt as I get older that you have to pick your fights and if you are in the wrong it is hard to defend yourself if even if you do go off like a firecracker at your accuser’s.
So, maximum stealth in mind, I slip away once a day, to my office in the most far flung toilet cubicle in the place and check if anything important is going on in the world. A fellow has to know how many wickets Australia has taken in the Test match being played or if any of my social media contacts are doing anything of note or if someone wants to be my e-friend. It breaks up the day at the very least.
Despite this there has been a few things of note happen at work and as it is the place where I spend most days it is hard not to write down a few of the more outrageous happenings which occur in the place. However, I will bow to the will of my readers today and leave it for another time lest I bore them to tears yet again.
There is less than a week to go until Christmas and after that I have a mere two days left at work for the year and I will be on the gravy train, that is my holiday break, until February. The one major problem with such extensive leave is of course that you never want to go back and spend more time on “Desolation Island” after such a long break.
I always like to go back and see my friends, I do miss them, the few who I can really claim to be close to but soon enough the boot goes in and you feel like you have never been away. So the five weeks off needs to be used in a constructive manner.
There are plenty of plans being formulated in my head for action in January. There is work to do in the backyard, lots of cycling to be done and my European vacation later in the year to plan for. How many of these tasks will actually be enacted and completed is anyone’s guess but I am moving forward with my ideas and I doubt I will be idle.
So, that is my short entry for the day.
There is plenty more I could write about but there is too much to and too little time to do it. I better get started lest I be accused of being a malingerer.
Have a great day.
It’s been a while since I’ve written and there is really not much for me to say but as I sit here at my computer in my own little corner of the world, sun streaming in through my bedroom window promising a bright and pleasant summer’s day, I rejoice for a moment in the rare solitude this short instant is graciously affording me and feel that I must pass a few thoughts on as the sands of time run out of the hourglass of 2012.
I have recently been criticized for focusing too much on the trials and tribulations of my work life and perhaps, like a broken record player, I do talk too much about those eight waking hours, five days a week when luxury is banned and I am cut off from the world and forced to endure the horrors of corporate dictatorship.
I’ve gotten so use to using the internet that it is a trial getting through the day without being able to access my social media contacts. Am I a sad man or what!? Lucky for mobile phones.
I was given a Samsung mobile phone for my birthday 18 months ago and can access Facebook and Twitter using it albeit with an often heftier than required phone bill at the end of each month as a result.
I have made declarations to myself, promises in blood that I will not use my mobile phone to access the internet while I am at work. Every day this solemn acclamation is made, etched into my mind as if it is a contract, a writ which can’t be broken. If that was the case then I would have been sued several times by now!
It’s just too boring at work. I can’t slip away and watch the news channel for ten minutes and find out what’s going on. Well, I could but the likelihood is that someone, sooner or later would notice my absence or discover my whereabouts and and I would have to try to defend the indefensible and explain my actions. Which wouldn’t end up being a very pleasant scene. I have had it up to my ears with incompetent jerks who get their ambitions and abilities mixed up and I don’t think I could hold an even strain if I ever end up being lectured about my productivity by one of them. Thus, I nearly always try to do the right thing.. Better to do so and avoid conflict than making a fool of yourself. I have learnt as I get older that you have to pick your fights and if you are in the wrong it is hard to defend yourself if even if you do go off like a firecracker at your accuser’s.
So, maximum stealth in mind, I slip away once a day, to my office in the most far flung toilet cubicle in the place and check if anything important is going on in the world. A fellow has to know how many wickets Australia has taken in the Test match being played or if any of my social media contacts are doing anything of note or if someone wants to be my e-friend. It breaks up the day at the very least.
Despite this there has been a few things of note happen at work and as it is the place where I spend most days it is hard not to write down a few of the more outrageous happenings which occur in the place. However, I will bow to the will of my readers today and leave it for another time lest I bore them to tears yet again.
There is less than a week to go until Christmas and after that I have a mere two days left at work for the year and I will be on the gravy train, that is my holiday break, until February. The one major problem with such extensive leave is of course that you never want to go back and spend more time on “Desolation Island” after such a long break.
I always like to go back and see my friends, I do miss them, the few who I can really claim to be close to but soon enough the boot goes in and you feel like you have never been away. So the five weeks off needs to be used in a constructive manner.
There are plenty of plans being formulated in my head for action in January. There is work to do in the backyard, lots of cycling to be done and my European vacation later in the year to plan for. How many of these tasks will actually be enacted and completed is anyone’s guess but I am moving forward with my ideas and I doubt I will be idle.
So, that is my short entry for the day.
There is plenty more I could write about but there is too much to and too little time to do it. I better get started lest I be accused of being a malingerer.
Have a great day.
Strange Notations From a Laborious Life 