*ding* Noah!
Jul. 23rd, 2003 10:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesIn the "be careful what you wish for" category, it rained. A lot. I was wondering whether I was going to get home last night before the sky opened up. On the one hand I didn't really want to get drenched, but on the other, I knew there was a thunderstorm coming and I wanted it to start so I could stop feeling frantic. I love thunderstorms, but for some reason I get frantic until they get here. I think I must have some degree of storm sensitivity, whether it's due to the atmospheric pressure or something else. I work in a climate-controlled building and I can still tell when it's going to thunder.
If I hadn't had to go to work today, I would have gone puddle-stomping. The minute I stepped off the front porch, the deluge started. It's impressive when it rains that hard. I was sitting on the train watching people driving through lakes. Some of them actually take into account that there are people waiting for the train, and try not to drive at top speed straight through the puddles. Then there are cabbies. I've seen cabbies change lanes just so they can drive through the puddles and drench everybody waiting to get on the train.
I've definitely got short-timer syndrome now. This is a bad thing, because I'm inclined to apply the Golden Rule in reverse and treat people the way they've treated me. That (a) isn't very nice, and (b) isn't productive.
How can I have so much stuff to do and spend so much time at work and therefore not doing it?
If I hadn't had to go to work today, I would have gone puddle-stomping. The minute I stepped off the front porch, the deluge started. It's impressive when it rains that hard. I was sitting on the train watching people driving through lakes. Some of them actually take into account that there are people waiting for the train, and try not to drive at top speed straight through the puddles. Then there are cabbies. I've seen cabbies change lanes just so they can drive through the puddles and drench everybody waiting to get on the train.
I've definitely got short-timer syndrome now. This is a bad thing, because I'm inclined to apply the Golden Rule in reverse and treat people the way they've treated me. That (a) isn't very nice, and (b) isn't productive.
How can I have so much stuff to do and spend so much time at work and therefore not doing it?
