Jun
09
2011

A Day at My Desk

Why Some Days are Very Unproductive

A Day at My Desk

Some days I am like an ADHD speed junkie with the internet. Look over here, no there. What’s that? And once I get swept away, it’s hard to pull me back in. I’m glad I work for myself or there might some serious disciplinary action coming my way.

Without further ado, may I present a wasted day:

First someone sent me this:



After watching it a couple of times and laughing out loud I proceed to show it to my husband, then my children. I then tweeted it out and talked about Disney for a while on Twitter.  I then proceed to email this link to my friends and family who are not on Social Media.

Better check the weather. Check out fourteen day forecast and chuckle because they never get it right. Why do they even bother?

Then, someone alerts me to the home page of Google where they had turned their logo into a guitar you could play. Now this was seriously cool. I lose exactly 45 minutes trying to replicate Led Zepplin’s Black Dog and fail miserably.

Then I think how much I love Led Zepplin’s Black Dog and pull it up on iTunes and get down with my bad self in my office. This reminds me that I also just bought a new song called Beggin’ by Madcon and I give that a listen. I then create two new playlists for my iPod.

What was the weather doing again in 10 days? Better go check that.

Ding. Email. Must check immediately. This might be something very important. An email from The Oprah Show Daily. Time to unsubscribe from that one I think. Ooh look, a test to determine if you are normal on the home page. I won't bore you with my results. 

My BFF calls. I HAVE to take this. I need to step away from the computer for this because I cannot talk on the phone and have my browser open at the same time. I will not hear anything you say to me otherwise.

Ok, back to it. Must answer emails, do business-y things. But wait, I don’t know what’s happening in the world today. I should really check the news. This one kills me about a man using a life size doll so he could drive in a high occupancy vehicle lane. This is twitter gold. Must go share this with the masses.

Refresh. Refresh. Go play Google guitar. Refresh. Hmmm. Guess no one thought that was as funny as I did.

Business call. This gets me back on track. I have work to do damn it. But first I need to get through this pile of paper on my desk. I spend 20 minutes amalgamating all the post it notes into one long to-do list. While doing this I get hungry which reminds of a post on saw on a friend’s Facebook wall which I wanted to go back and watch (Hi Janet!). So I did. I spend the next hour contemplating how much stuff like this we ingest in a day. Why, why, why do we mess with our food?



Play Google guitar.

Check Sunday’s weather. There is no need to retain any of this information because it’s always at my finger tips. I no sooner close the window and Sunday’s forecast is forgotten.

Answer two emails. Sent some direct messages on Twitter related to business. Anyone else conduct business on Twitter and Facebook?

Finally, I am drawn to a story on MSNBC about a woman who wrote that she never liked one of her children. I had heard about this a little bit but had not read the woman’s account. I take a few minutes to form my own opinion. Here it is; this woman should have kept this between herself and her psychiatrist. She is also an asshole. There you have it. Sometimes the internet irritates me to no end. Time to step away from the desk.

I’ll go play on my iPad instead.

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