Fantasia: My New Job
Posted on November 9th, 2007 by august
My job is full of interesting conversations. I am all the time meeting people I didn’t know worked here, and we are reshaping the world by making it less stupid. Every day we discover innovative ways to combat morons. We are exceptionally witty, and very well paid. We travel enough to keep things stimulating but not so much that it interferes with family life. On Thursday evenings, everybody breaks early for a drink, and the venue always has a view; the bartenders make perfect Manhattans; everybody wants my phone number. In future generations, historians collect my papers, and they reek from envy.
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Apropos of nothing, but this reminded me of a telephone conversation I had with my daughter this week, she’s away at college. She told me that Wednesday night long ago replaced Thursday night as the “night” to go out on college campuses around the Philly area, and this year everything began shifting to Tuesday nights.
So that’s just great, they start their weekends on Tuesday nights now. Damn kids.
It’s amazing what today’s students mean when they say they are “busy” — they have cell phones, internet connections, thousands of distractions that simply weren’t around 15 years ago. When I was in school, you couldn’t spend more than about 15 minutes a day on the hall phone without being hated by the whole dorm. Now, you can spend a whole day on your cell phone.
As for parties, yeah. I don’t even try to keep up with that side of people’s lives….
Fifteen years ago (counting fingers)…why I was in my sophomore year. It wasn’t quite so ubiquitous back then–mostly computer geeks–but in ‘92, time-wasting via computer network was already sufficiently advanced that I had to conciously lay off of it for awhile.
And for what it’s worth, the weekend started on Thursday, but they had quarter drafts (of Bud, yick) on Wednesday nights for those people who didn’t care about their grades.
That said august, your current job sounds altogether too much like mine, although I’d think your expectations of combating idiocy would be higher. (And I totally approve of the longed-for Manhattans.)
K
Yeah, but I’ll bet you didn’t have your own cell phone.
We could drink, or find something to do, pretty much any night of the week. And I went to a geek school.
My current job — not bad, actually, but not long-term either. Long story, which I will tell you over that beer.
the weekend always starts on thursday. when i was frosh, keif, they had nickel night at ted’s. myself, i didn’t go, having no fake id. but i had a 8 am thursday class with a TA who never seemed to make it in quite on time, if at all.
granted, in my distinguished college career, i don’t think the weekend ever stopped.