The More You Drive, The Less Intelligent You Are: 10.4.04

Remember that line from Repo Man? It sums up this morning�s commute. And another thing is, why does my job blow so hard? When I used to spend my days toiling for the ruling powers of HarmCity trying to ensure that a show like �The Wire� would never be made because the acute poverty and societal erosion it portrays would be rendered obsolete by our good works, I worked down the hall from a smart, funny lady. On her door, she had a sign that read: Bored? Lonely? Confused? Unsure? Just Lazy? Have a meeting! It was funny in that Dilbert-officey way because it perfectly captured this very phenomenon�some people just have meetings for the fuck of it and these people generally lack a clear sense of direction and your basic creativity that might otherwise inspire them to get started on a project in other more productive ways (that don�t involve my valuable time being squandered).

I know that it is just as dull to read about people�s workday annoyances as it is to listen to rambling dream descriptions and their interpretations. But indulge me. Because as I write this, the time is ticking down to yet another ridiculous, useless meeting that I must attend. For the same person. Who can�t seem to actually get something done without convening a whole bunch of other people who always have perfectly reasonable ideas about next steps and timeframes and what needs to happen.

What a loser.

In other news, I am starting to wonder if the same concept doesn�t apply just as easily to how I spend my time outside of work. What motivates some certain people to spend large chunks of time with me when it doesn�t seem to enhance the sense of closeness we express, feel, endear? Why am I spending time with these people? Am I bored? Lonely? Confused? Just lazy?

Am I the loser?

1) You have just missed a perfect opportunity not to make a fool of yourself. I just read that sentence in French this morning.

Jeez.

This weekend someone described me as �ebullient, and by that I mean nice.�

And I just learned the jobbie is sending me to Oregon next month. Perfect.

For Halloween this year, I think I�ll disguise myself as self-possessed. Totally unrecognizable.