I sit here and I am not aloud to move. I have to sit at this desk and wait. Wait for the phone to ring. It will not ring. Nothing ever happens. I sit here. Waiting. Waiting. Wanting. Wanting something to manifest itself so that I may remove my ass from this chair. So that I may be a productive member of society. IT doesn’t. I wont. That is the life of IT. To sit. To wait. waiting for the machines to decide they need a break or they want attention and IT is up to us to beat them back into submission to make them do our bidding. Because that is what we do. We do not care about them. We do not feel their pain, we do not recognize they work tirelessly for us. Yet, I sit here like an enforcer making sure they continue to work diligently while it degrades my body and taxes my mind with idle thoughts.

Thank your computer and server today for making yer life easier.