Ah, Richard, what can I say? Here I am, finally, FINALLY, letting my thoughts traverse the electronic highway... have I been invisible for that long a time?
When was the last time we actually had a conversation?! Heck, I can't event say it's your fault! Like i am wont to do... no, my silence has been, actually is, my fault. I have submitted myself to the demigods of corporate slavery, and now I almost lost my life. Of course, not in the physical sense (am definitely not suicidal!)... you know what I mean... Save for work and occassional dates with hubby and family, I hardly have any life. I gave up boxing (because my carpal tunnel-inflicted hand) and didnt find any other fun alternative. I quit walking in the park becuase I couldn't wake up early enough - too much late nights in front of the computer, furiously working on those never-ending ARs! The only good thing is, I also gave up shopping! If only for that, you have to congratulate me, brother! Yehey!!!!!!
So now, what am I but a manager with no people to manage, supposedly enjoying the perks of flexi-time but needs to be online practically 27/7. I mean, what kind of an ironic existence do I have?! I bring (no, LUG!) my laptop everywhere, like an extra arm. I evaluate a hotel or restaurant's acceptability being accessiblity to an internet connection. My quick breaks are timed when there is no emergency or crisis that I need to deal with... All my training schedules are worked around demands of external stakeholders.. what the +*%@# is this kind of l ife I have?!
For some insane fluke, I find myself unable to think of anything today, and so I finally turn to our page, and see if I can write something. Isnt' that so great - emptiness of mind leading to the creation of a thought-piece. Of course, this is some kind of a thought-piece. I wonder what thoughts this would evoke in others who bother reading it? Well, whatever....
To my brother, Richard, many thanks for patiently waiting for my two-cents' worth... it may not be much, but it's an additional post. He he he... Cheers! And may the demigods of corporate slavery never hold you hostage in its evil clutches.
Your wonder twin,
Tere
When was the last time we actually had a conversation?! Heck, I can't event say it's your fault! Like i am wont to do... no, my silence has been, actually is, my fault. I have submitted myself to the demigods of corporate slavery, and now I almost lost my life. Of course, not in the physical sense (am definitely not suicidal!)... you know what I mean... Save for work and occassional dates with hubby and family, I hardly have any life. I gave up boxing (because my carpal tunnel-inflicted hand) and didnt find any other fun alternative. I quit walking in the park becuase I couldn't wake up early enough - too much late nights in front of the computer, furiously working on those never-ending ARs! The only good thing is, I also gave up shopping! If only for that, you have to congratulate me, brother! Yehey!!!!!!
So now, what am I but a manager with no people to manage, supposedly enjoying the perks of flexi-time but needs to be online practically 27/7. I mean, what kind of an ironic existence do I have?! I bring (no, LUG!) my laptop everywhere, like an extra arm. I evaluate a hotel or restaurant's acceptability being accessiblity to an internet connection. My quick breaks are timed when there is no emergency or crisis that I need to deal with... All my training schedules are worked around demands of external stakeholders.. what the +*%@# is this kind of l ife I have?!For some insane fluke, I find myself unable to think of anything today, and so I finally turn to our page, and see if I can write something. Isnt' that so great - emptiness of mind leading to the creation of a thought-piece. Of course, this is some kind of a thought-piece. I wonder what thoughts this would evoke in others who bother reading it? Well, whatever....
To my brother, Richard, many thanks for patiently waiting for my two-cents' worth... it may not be much, but it's an additional post. He he he... Cheers! And may the demigods of corporate slavery never hold you hostage in its evil clutches.
Your wonder twin,
Tere
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