I work in downtown Washington, DC. On my .5 mile walk from the Metro station to my office, I see three timeless DC landmarks: the Capitol building, the Washington Monument, and the Jefferson Memorial. I see all this, and it still sometimes takes my breath away.
I also see the tip of the Smithsonian visitor’s center, also known as “the castle.” It used to house all of the Smithsonian museum exhibits. The Smithsonian now occupies dozens of buildings along the National Mall and elsewhere.
I also see other buildings which I now recognize as the American History museum, the Museum of Natural History, and, if I look closely enough, the Gallery of Art.
All day long I sit in a cubicle far from any window and “work.” I use quotes here because my job is so slow that I am, in fact, blogging while at work. Right now, this is all I could find to occupy my time. If only work were like… well, life. When there’s nothing left to do – just relax! But no, I come here every day, Monday through Friday, and I spend the better part of each day sitting, blogging, writing emails, checking silly websites, taking online quizzes, chatting with other people who also don’t have enough work to fill their time.
Your tax dollars at work.
And to make matters worse, it is now snowing outside. That’s right, I took a field trip to a window (- let me interrupt myself to point out just how sad that statement is : “a field trip to a window.” That is a travesty. But I digress -) to see the silent snow come fluttering to the ground. When I moved here, I thought about how cool it would be to live somewhere where it snows. Well, I might as well be working in Fiji, and the snow might as well be on Mars. If I can’t play in it, and it doesn’t cancel work, what is it good for? I can’t even watch it without taking a field trip…
And, it’s technically not even a flurry, according to weather.com. It is actual SNOW:
So, you see, I have cubicle fever, a variation of cabin fever – that very ailment which plagued Jack Nicholson in “The Shining.”
All work and no play(ing in snow) makes Laura a dull girl. And cranky.
I just hit the Refresh button on my webmail browser window and… no new emails. What now?