I Need Some Time Off (tf)

I like to fancy myself a writer. I mean…..I write stuff. That’s what writers do.

I guess real writers make their living at writing, and that I don’t do. I’d like to get there someday but for now I am forced to work 40+ hours a week not writing (otherwise known as “paying the bills”), which sucks. So I do what I love late at night when the kids are asleep and I’m tired and cranky and aggravated from dealing with inane office people all day, which may not be the best recipe for success but it’s all I have at the moment. Oh, and I write on weekends. You know, my “days off”.

Still and all, I’m thankful to have a decent real job at a time when such things are rare. And it’s not like I break rocks all day. I sit on my butt and plunk keys. White collar all the way, even though I haven’t worn a white collar since attending a funeral about 3 months ago. Yesterday I was wearing a “Dropkick Murphys” t-shirt and a kelly green Boston Red Sox baseball cap and listening to the new record by “The Damnwells”, one of the many bands on my Ipod that nobody has ever heard of. A long time ago I discovered that if you turn the Ipod up to a certain level, you can’t hear your phone. So that comes in handy.

All the while I was crunching numbers and trying to figure out where the numbers were coming from and why they seemed to make everybody in the office so mad. People also drop by all day to whine about their problems, and how I might fix them by doing more work. This naturally depresses me. I care about their problems, don’t get me wrong. It’s just that I have a habit of comparing the problems of co-workers to cataclysmic world events, like the tsunami in Japan…which of course make the problems sound incredibly trivial. So I’ll ignore them as much as possible until somebody who is my boss orders me to care more. I have about 17 bosses by the way. Being of average intelligence, that means I’m smarter than at least half of them. Naturally, the ones I’m smarter than are the ones who bother me the most. And there’s only so many places you can hide in a cubicle.

I work for the “technology” department, which means everybody assumes I know how to fix their computer when it breaks. This includes not only co-workers, but family members, neighbors, and friends of friends. When I tell people I don’t know a broken hard drive from a broken 4 wheel drive, they think I’m being difficult. If pressed, I’ll give it a try. Half the time I’ll return the computer in worse shape than it was in when delivered to me, which is the only way to ensure that the person asking me to fix it doesn’t make the same mistake again. My job also includes being called at odd hours to answer odd questions. I also have to monitor things daily so I really haven’t had a true day off in 11 years. This includes “vacations”, when I have to bring a laptop and book hotels based on their Wi-Fi capabilities.

If I was a real writer I wouldn’t have to worry about days off because writing is what I love to do when I don’t have to work. If this makes sense then you’ve really been paying attention.

–Tom Flannery

~ by admin on March 16, 2011.

One Response to “I Need Some Time Off (tf)”

  1. Your niece’s computer is broke again……can’t you fix it?

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