compulsive compartmentalization

Captured thoughts…on exhibit in the zoo that is the blog-o-sphere.

There is no such thing on earth as an uninteresting subject; the only thing that can exist is an uninterested person. - G.K. Chesterton

“Well, fellas” I said, “I guess I’m taking off.”

And with that I was out of there. Forever, Lord willing. I left at 12:30, and within an hour they were calling with questions. This morning already I have received 2 calls and several emails asking about things.

My favorite question was “What do you do with your computers at the end of the day….turn them off?”

“Well, I left them on…but , uh, you can turn them off if you’d like.”

Yep. Those would be your options.

When I was working my notice some people said things that implied “Any body can do this…it’s not that hard.’ The truth is, however, that NO ONE actually knows what I did. No one. I know this because they would say “What is it you do, exactly?” Oh sane individual said, “Everyone keeps saying ‘oh, I know a guy’…but what you did can’t be all that easy.”

He is correct. I just knew what I was doing…and how I did it. But they’re welcome to jump in there now and do it however they’d like.

It really hasn’t sunk in yet that I don’t actually have to go back. I assume I’ll start to feel it when I haven’t been in a week or so. In the meantime, though, I’m waking up to the sun shining through the blinds onto the bed.

I missed the sun.

5 Responses to “A Message From the Flip Side”

  1. The sun is glad to see you too. :-)

    karen

  2. Call Tony and tell him you’re coming back.

    That would be the best AFD joke ever.

    Geof F. Morris

  3. I’ll call him at home and tell him I miss him.

    brian

  4. I removed your work fax # from my contact list.

    How does THAT make you feel?

    Roger

  5. booyah!

    brian

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