June 21, 2000
No time for smelling the roses
by stacy <firstname.lastname@example.org>
I'm starting to understand why there are so many songs about time. "No time! No time! No time!..." That's how I feel right now. Gotta go to work, gotta go eat lunch, gotta fix a computer, gotta meet this person and that person, gotta go to 6 different stores. That's an average day, and I probably have it easier than a lot of people.
I don't really have time to sit down and write this editorial, but some things, you just have to make time for. I'm a big fan of prioritizing. PFFT.net is way up there. Food is way up there. Work depends. Sometimes I want to get stuff done soon, but there are some things (like some woman's laptop that can't get on the network) that just have to wait. My apologies to the woman with the laptop.
I've noticed that traffic has everything to do with how much time you have. If I'm trying to get someplace, every light will be red and the lanes will be full of cars going well below the speed limit. If I'm on my way home from the same place and not in a hurry, the same drive will be half as long. That's PFFT-able. So is how long some of those lights stay red. That's not only PFFT-able, it's damn annoying. And I never seem to be heading the way that has long green lights (while I'm waiting for it to turn green my way).
Here's to retiring young.
Published: June 21, 2000