June 01, 2006

And then one day you find ten twenty years have got behind you

I was stuck in traffic this morning in front of an office building where I once worked, in fact, my first job. Something there this morning triggered the memory of my interview, and thinking about it more, I realized I started the job in June, 1986.

My current job is only a few miles up the road, and I thought Heh, heh, haven't gone very far in twenty years, have I?

It nagged me all day, though. Twenty years. Maybe that's why I'm burned out and unmotivated lately, twenty years of Work is Hell. (I once made a pig out of an eraser and push pins.) I don't want to sit at a desk tomorrow.

Twenty years ago, though, I decided that I'd be happy sitting at a desk every day, eating my lunch from a paper sack while reading the paper, and going to happy hour on fiscal new year's eve. About the only part of my fantasy not to come true is that my company doesn't have a slow-pitch softball team.

I'm the happy idiot i thought I'd be, but some days I'm not so happy about it.

Posted by Nic at June 1, 2006 04:55 PM | TrackBack
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