I am at the office at two in the morning, waiting for things to be done to something involving a car and the colour pink. Someone irritating is arguing with me; I walk away before 'accidentally' catching her forehead in the binding machine. I am doing something I last had to do ten years ago, whilst simultaneously and at the same time doing the jobs of three other people (badly, mind, but doing them nevertheless) and marvelling at the fact that anything works at all. But as I sit here checking someone's spelling and putting little red boxes into an Excel spreadsheet, I realise something incredible: if you want to learn how to do something really well, watch someone do it really badly.
If I apply this theory to my own hypothetical future, I will - within the year - be running an immensely successful, profitable advertising agency which employs clever, well-trained, capable people and is really great! Good news, I'm sure you'll agree!
Still can't be arsed, mind you. I am Non-workingmonkey, and I'm thinking that I don't want to wait until the end of August to be properly non-working again.
PS Very regular readers may be aware that the photograph used here is in fact from my old blog, which was sometimes quite good and had good pictures in it. You may like it. You may need to like it, for I intend to spend the next three weeks drinking gin in the middle of a field, which will make it difficult to 'post' regularly (or indeed infrequently. Or at all).
4 comments:
Humm. none working, but actually working eh?
you're letting me down.
I filled my life up with a demanding wife and kids, locking myself into work.
Someone needs to not work for me.
I was hoping that was you.
You'd better buy some decent gin at the airport. We can only get Old Lady Gin in Intermarche.
Awsome, monkeymother!
A shopping list by-blog.
My mum used to give me a list wrapped around half a crown, and placed into my mitten.
technology rocks!
Did she make you buy half a pound of broken biscuits?
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