Once again, today I had absolutely NOTHING to do at work. I don't mean to sound suprised as this was exactly what I anticipated. My boss is gone again (not that he has a clue what I do anyway even if I had something to do). My work ethic demands I make a token effort, and stop by the "main office" as I usually do, followed by a speedy retreat to the Guerrilla cage and my tire swing, not to be seen until tomorrow's cameo appearance.
I'm steadily working towards my goal of retiring in anot
her 15 years and walk out the door with people wondering who in the hell I am.
But wait! Stop the presses!
I did delete some email that didn't pertain to me, 8 of them as I recall, which is all the email I got since yesterday. This was only a result of being placed on someone's auto-forward list, apparently mistaking me for someone that gives a shit. But, since it was se
nt to my work account, I shall count it as official business. That puts today in the "Busiest Day of the Week" category. The good news (for me) is that I run absolutely no risk of being fired, ever. But it sucks being bored. I can't believe I put myself through 7 years of college to prepare for this.
I want a fucking refund.
Oddly, I just finished paying off all my student loans last month. At fourty-fucking-three years old.
But that's not what this post is about. It's about I'm going to not complain anymore. For today at least. Not about Guam anyway.
I'm not going to complain that there's no Quiznos, there's no Starbucks (which isn't a huge void in my life but the point is there are none here). Restaurants suck and there are just to few things to keep me happily doing two or three things at once. It's not good for my attention deficit disorder, that's for sure.
And I have to order practically everything I buy off the internet. I can't do anything I really like to do in the "outdoor stupidity" category. I have exactly two friends that I can be around without wondering what the fuck is wrong with them and hearing my inner voice ask if their mother had any children that lived. could list all the cons of the matter, but I won't. Even though I was checking out San Diego real estate last night. I felt a little ache in my heart. God -Damn you Google Earth!
But today, for some reason that remains unclear to me, I started to appreciate it. Why I haven't caught on until now, I'm not real sure. Sometimes how you look at things makes all the difference. Change what things mean to you. I read that somewhere.
I realized that at the height of rush hour (see photo) it takes me exactly 10 minutes to get to "work." That I don't have to wear a coat and tie to work, ever. In fact, I could probably get away with not going to work a couple days a week and nobody would notice. That here, I'm a little unique and I do like to stand out a little. I can get to Palau in 2 hours, Japan in 3, the Philippines in 4, and China in 4.5 hours. And I can see things like this pretty much everyday.
So it ain't all bad I suppose. It's actually a nice little island, despite everything it's lacking, and all the political shenanigans.
Then again, maybe I'm just getting used to it. It all seems normal to me now.
Maybe it's time for a vacation....
