Tell the truth but tell it slant

In case you weren't taking notes, it has snowed here twice in the past week. That's almost more snow events than I'm used to having in a whole winter at home! Snow used to be really exciting--the transformation of a once-familiar landscape with crystalized water, the anticipation of a day off from school, the mad rush to the grocery store for bread and milk. Now, there's still the transformation and the mad rushes (though I thought I'd left that overreaction behind in SC), but there's no chance of a day off work. They just expect you to be able to show up. That, or you have to "work from home." What a concept! I haven't tried it much yet, but I can't imagine it to be all that productive.

I mean, seriously, what is it with these people expecting me to show up for work every single day? Seems like a pretty obsessive sort of expectation to me. And overly obsessive people and things generally aren't much fun. So maybe I'll write the president of ERG a little note "Dear David Meyers, I have decided that it is in the best interest of this company that you adjust our current schedule to reflect these findings: 'obsessive people and things generally aren't much fun.'"

I am sure this will work. I can add a few doctored bar graphs and pie charts, skew some data in my favor, and make a very convincing proposal. Indeed, isn't this what real life is all about anyway? It's all about the slant, the angle.

For instance, some people see holiday office parties as unpaid overtime. Other people see it as a nice chance to observe (and join) coworkers making fools of themselves on the dance floor (that'd be me). Either way, you are right. And either way you'll be wrong. Depending on who's reading. Who's reading?

But it's not that bad, really. Although real world hours kinda suck, I feel like my job situation is slowly improving . I'm learning and doing and meeting and writing and experiencing all the time. As un-glamourous as I may feel about it, it will do for now.

Hold fast to dreams...