Monday, February 26, 2007

Best. Job. Ever.

Imagine someone tells you that you can make great money just sitting at a desk all day, now and then answering phones, writing a few e-mails and making someone else's travel arrangements. You'll get a great office with a huge window that looks out on the city, access to the Internet, a free parking spot downtown, an hour lunch break and you'll hardly ever be bothered during the day.

"Sign me up!" right?

Now imagine that you are allowed to do nothing except work - or pretend to work - on the computer. "Not bad," you say. You'll just start every day by checking your two e-mail accounts, two webcomics, your Netflix account and your two closest friends' blogs. That'll take at least 20 minutes. Then you can even play some online Sudoku or do some crossword puzzles. At least an hour right there! Maybe you'll start to get really bored and rank over 2,000 movies on Netflix and over 6,000 items on Amazon.

"Well, why aren't you taking all this time to improve yourself? Read some books, for fuck's sake!"

Ah, but that's the thing: you must work or pretend to work. So, NO READING ALLOWED!

There's no excuse for not writing more, of course, other than that I'm afraid that I've forgotten how to do it. But here goes nothing. As long as I don't need to reference anything I'm reading, I should be fine.

By the way, I'll be accepting applications for my replacement in July.