Actually, the whole day is it's own sitcom. Barking and peeing dogs, kids running and screaming (and playing recorders, of all things), parents running after them, an announcement going out to the kids over the work loudspeaker about a "special visitor" (gee, wonder who it is), our work server down so I can't log any discussions, and everyone who could possibly answer any of my questions is away, but I can't go home because I need the money!
I've heard people say why complain when you're getting paid to do nothing... except that I LIKE using my brain, and if I can't do the job, I'd rather be painting or sewing or cooking or writing or even 'just' READING...
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Date: 2003-12-24 10:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-24 11:04 am (UTC)Actually, the whole day is it's own sitcom. Barking and peeing dogs, kids running and screaming (and playing recorders, of all things), parents running after them, an announcement going out to the kids over the work loudspeaker about a "special visitor" (gee, wonder who it is), our work server down so I can't log any discussions, and everyone who could possibly answer any of my questions is away, but I can't go home because I need the money!
I've heard people say why complain when you're getting paid to do nothing... except that I LIKE using my brain, and if I can't do the job, I'd rather be painting or sewing or cooking or writing or even 'just' READING...
Heh. bet you didn't expect a rant in response. :P
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Date: 2003-12-24 12:24 pm (UTC)I know how it feels.