A middle-aged WASP examines his Life, his heart and his home. Sometimes it all makes perfect sense. Not lately, though.

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Monday, April 16, 2007

Says Who?

Life is beyond my control. My Life is beyond my control. At least that's the way it feels at the moment.

When I finished work last night and logged on to the computer, I learned that I'm under "24 hours imposed rest". The company has decided I'm working too much, so they've ordered me to take a day off. I'm not tired! I feel fine, thank you very much. Last year, I got ten demerits for taking time off because I was tired. Now, I'm not tired but I'm forced to take time off.

In all fairness, Ms J, I think it's the federal government that has ordered mandatory rest periods for railway employees. We don't want sleepy engineers, do we? That wouldn't be safe. It's OK though to force us to work up to ten hours at a time with only a twenty minute break. Yes, that's safe. Pfff.

And what's up with Blogger? I had to jump through hoops this morning to gain access to my account. New Blogger. Old Blogger. Google accounts. What the heck is all that about? Did I ask for a New Blogger account? Do I want to switch to the New Blogger? No! But apparently, I have no say in that either. I was not able to post a new entry here until I agreed to switch.

My Life is beyond my control this morning, Ms Journal. And I'm not happy about it.

But at least now I have the option of "Hindi transliteration." I don't know how I ever managed without that.

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