Apparently when my hair caught on fire last week I somehow managed to let it smolder and eventually my brain spontaneously went up in smoke, either that, or the work I’ve been doing is so tedious that I leave at the end of the day so dumb that my brain would have been better off charred then its current state.
It’s true that sometimes my job is hard, and not all smart hard, just hard, stab my myself in the eye hard and sometimes it takes away from the rest of my life – sitting down to write a simple sentence is more than I can muster or, hell, taking a pictures of my children playing – simply pressing a button is sometimes more than I can manage.
You see, in my former life, the one where I took the first job that actually called me back (which may or may not be a major retailer who paid me pennies when I just happened to have spent thousands of dollars on my education), I worked hard, really hard, the kind of hard that made me sleep really well at night, the kind of hard that required walking more than 5 miles to and from the stock room and back up to the front then, oh! Oops I forgot that and back to the stockroom once more kind of hard. My former job required little actual thinking it was mundane and that was reflected in my paycheck, even when I climbed the ladder and the paycheck more accurately reflected what my education cost the actual use of my brain was minimal, after all, telling people what to do isn’t rocket science.
My current job, however, sometimes requires me to apply myself and think – sometimes a lot. Recently, well, for more than a week now it has required me to think every single second and I’m exhausted, my mind is exhausted, I can no longer think, drool is all that I have left to give – just throw me out now, the kids are in danger – CPS should be notified. Never, ever, even when I had to work through the night did my more physically challenging job leave me this kind of exhausted.
Lucky for me, my client is knee deep in the tedium as well and has failed to get back to me this morning which has afforded me the opportunity to regain my brain for half a second and try to recall what has occurred in my life over the last 168 hours or so, which happens to be nothing spectacular, really.
Our science project this week involved seeing how long food coloring takes to pass through the human body.
The answer: 36 hours if you are approximately 2 ½ feet tall.
Next week: Raisins.
Stay Tuned.
It’s true that sometimes my job is hard, and not all smart hard, just hard, stab my myself in the eye hard and sometimes it takes away from the rest of my life – sitting down to write a simple sentence is more than I can muster or, hell, taking a pictures of my children playing – simply pressing a button is sometimes more than I can manage.
You see, in my former life, the one where I took the first job that actually called me back (which may or may not be a major retailer who paid me pennies when I just happened to have spent thousands of dollars on my education), I worked hard, really hard, the kind of hard that made me sleep really well at night, the kind of hard that required walking more than 5 miles to and from the stock room and back up to the front then, oh! Oops I forgot that and back to the stockroom once more kind of hard. My former job required little actual thinking it was mundane and that was reflected in my paycheck, even when I climbed the ladder and the paycheck more accurately reflected what my education cost the actual use of my brain was minimal, after all, telling people what to do isn’t rocket science.
My current job, however, sometimes requires me to apply myself and think – sometimes a lot. Recently, well, for more than a week now it has required me to think every single second and I’m exhausted, my mind is exhausted, I can no longer think, drool is all that I have left to give – just throw me out now, the kids are in danger – CPS should be notified. Never, ever, even when I had to work through the night did my more physically challenging job leave me this kind of exhausted.
Lucky for me, my client is knee deep in the tedium as well and has failed to get back to me this morning which has afforded me the opportunity to regain my brain for half a second and try to recall what has occurred in my life over the last 168 hours or so, which happens to be nothing spectacular, really.
Our science project this week involved seeing how long food coloring takes to pass through the human body.
The answer: 36 hours if you are approximately 2 ½ feet tall.
Next week: Raisins.
Stay Tuned.
3 comments:
Hey, we had a lot of fun making those eggs - All I have to say is that the food dye is alot better, make that safer, than it was when I was a kid and look how well I turned out. LOL
Nana
LOL! Too funny! My hypothesis on the raisins is anywhere from astonishingly fast at 12 hours to surprisingly slow...like did you find more under the couch cushions later at 72 hours. ;) Hope the mind comes back soon.
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