I JUST HATE WORKING FOR THE MAN!
The problem is I'm the man.
I work for myself and have three partners as we help others help themselves be better companies. They will be the first to tell you that I also continue to give too much of myself away for free. We work from home, when we're not traveling to meetings, and this is far more difficult than I could have ever imagined. There are so many distractions like a beautiful sunny day throws glare on the computer screen so I may as well lose the laundry and work on my tan.
Who can work under such conditions?
Plus there's beer in the fridge.
Sarah also brought three little girls to live with us and they have the unabashed audacity to ask me to play with them when I'm working. What do you do? I never knew I was so good at putting a bow in a doll's hair.
To make it all worse, customers are wanting stuff all of the time. While they are critical to our success, they can be such a nuisance, always wanting something when they want it! Don't they know I'm sitting naked on the back deck trying to get the bows just right in the doll's hair before the girls get home from school and I have to put clothes on again?
The good news is I'm pretty lenient with myself. The company has a pretty loose dress code policy, the commute is nice and we're a pet friendly office. Goddess and Winston, the little gay dog, go to work with me every day.
Sarah works in the office a few doors down from mine and we really enjoy mandated employee break time at 10:00.
Sean and Wen's offices are a short bike ride away.
But it's the pressure of the holiday season and I'm about to snap! There have been too many deadlines in a row, more proposals to write, new justifications to the bank because we haven't made a deposit in three months and I got the wrong damn colored bow in the friggen doll's hair.
Besides I've been in the corporate world. I know that half of everybody working is already off for Christmas and those who aren't off hate those who are. They are holding grudges and not doing a damn thing in the office!
So we're closing the office for a few days before Christmas and going to Key West. I know ... I know ... you're saying, "Let me get this straight. You live on an island. You work on an island. You're going to another island to get away from your island?"
To which I say, "DUH."
I'll tell you one more thing!
The only doll I'm taking with me is Sarah.