pow pow P.O.W.
Aug. 13th, 2009 04:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bluecastleSome days it's only too clear that my workplace is really my boyfriend ... and he's a bad boyfriend.
The kind who ignores you, but pays still pays your bills. (hmmm... perhaps it's not so much boyfriend as illicit lover. anyway...)
While the ignoring is mostly nice as it means that no boss is up in my face all the time, and 'surfing the net' falls under 'other duties as assigned'...
But there are some days I want to just throw all the workplace's stuff out on the front lawn and tell it to get lost.
Reaslistic. No. But nice to dream about.
So meanwhile I sit here with an ancient computer that throws Camille like tubercular fits if I try and do three things at once. (That upgrade scheduled for the fall can't come soon enough.)
And soon I can go home and spend the evening in my studio turning paper and fabric and ribbons and buttons into more than they were before.
Hey, quitting time can't come too soon!
The kind who ignores you, but pays still pays your bills. (hmmm... perhaps it's not so much boyfriend as illicit lover. anyway...)
While the ignoring is mostly nice as it means that no boss is up in my face all the time, and 'surfing the net' falls under 'other duties as assigned'...
But there are some days I want to just throw all the workplace's stuff out on the front lawn and tell it to get lost.
Reaslistic. No. But nice to dream about.
So meanwhile I sit here with an ancient computer that throws Camille like tubercular fits if I try and do three things at once. (That upgrade scheduled for the fall can't come soon enough.)
And soon I can go home and spend the evening in my studio turning paper and fabric and ribbons and buttons into more than they were before.
Hey, quitting time can't come too soon!
