SAVE ME FROM BOREDOM (job stuff, wrists)
by at 7:22 PM
Because my wrists are teh sukc right now my superiors want me to just do non-typing analysis and demi-management stuff until I can get to the orthopedist, and the one who I was recommended to see doesn't have anything available until next Friday. So, no typing until then. Although I appreciate work not wanting me to kill my wrists, after just one day I've already taken care of all the management-type stuff I can foresee for the next week or so. And so now I'm being paid to basically sit around and not even twiddle my thumbs. And I've also been politely asked to not work on music in my spare time (so of course my sadistic muse has decided to fill my head with song ideas! and I'm just bursting at the seams with songs right now) and to keep my non-work typing to a minimum.
I really appreciate the concern for my physical well-being but I AM GOING CRAZY. And it's only been one day! (Two if you count being sent home on Friday.)
There's got to be something productive I can do without using my hands.
Granted there's a lot of long-term planning stuff that I'm doing with my manager but I still feel so effete, especially since it's all rev-2 perfect-world rewrite-everything stuff we're talking about (not realistic for the real deadlines).
Anyway time to KILL MY BRAIN and WATCH TV ALL NIGHT because that is SO SATISFYING. Ugh.
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