Sunday, May 29, 2016

Then I was A Year Older

   And at work.  Since 0400.  It's that kind of day in Indy.  If this was a starship, the engines would be moaning, the lights would be blinking, and we'd be well outside normal reality.  That last may have genuinely been achieved this morning.
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Anonymous said...

We've been outside of normal reality for some years now. And the Presidential Election of this year just reinforces that.

May 29, 2016 at 9:18 AM
C-90 said...

And do you owe your soul to the company store?

C-90

May 30, 2016 at 2:13 AM
Roberta X said...

Feels that way. A professional peer described my employer's attitude towards my doing any side work as "they treat you like a field hand." Or, in fact, a surly Morlock; the company I work for made their big bucks in the newspaper business and as far as they are concerned, all technical employees are just like their notion of pressmen: a bizarre, grimy, incomprehensible underclass with no real intellect or understanding of the big picture.

Oh well, the pay is still pretty good.

May 30, 2016 at 1:14 PM

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