rainy days and fridays
My Fridays have become days of confused dichotomy when I either avoid work all together, or labor furiously to come away with a grand sense of accomplishment. It’s not yet clear to me which one I prefer. However, I find it interesting and at the same time incredibly disturbing that I have become adept at doing virtually nothing, all the while making an appearance of admirable production. Maybe this has been true throughout my working career and I’ve not noticed it, or I could have recently developed some malady that is symptomatic only on Fridays and especially when it rains or snows.
Perhaps I could pitch my condition to a pharmaceutical company, where they can spend millions pursuing a drug that would treat but not cure the ailment. Then a few washed-up celebrities can organize a telethon complete with public service announcements, and politicians can promise to have a cure in our lifetime. It could happen.
In the meantime, I wonder what I can do to fill the 50 minutes until lunch…
