It was an interesting weekend.
I worked half a day on Saturday, doing “post-launch” tasks in the wake of getting the new websites online. On Saturday night, Apple and I watched a bunch of HDTV, including movies like Panic Room and Men In Black, just because. It was fun being lazy.
On Sunday we were going to go out to see a movie (in the theater this time) and grab some dinner, but my right ear had other plans. A “debilitating buildup of earwax” sounds like one of those embarrassing problems you only hear mentioned in equally embarrassing TV commercials for prescription drugs. Nonetheless, that’s exactly what I was suffering from, to the point where I could barely hear out of my right ear.
That’s no condition to watch a movie in, so I broke out the Q-tips. In retrospect, this was a bad idea. Folks, let the record show that if you have an earwax problem, a Q-tip is not going to solve it. Nay, it will merely make it worse — mostly by relegating whatever wax is in there to the even deeper, darker reaches of your ear canal. By the time I was done, I had completely lost all hearing in my right ear, which was also swelling up pretty severely and giving me a hell of a headache.
Over-the-counter “earwax removal systems” (no, I’m not kidding) did not help, so I had to visit the local walk-in clinic today to have my crazy delinquent ear looked at. Apple was kind enough to drive me there, since I didn’t think piloting a car with half of my aural instrumentation offline was a terribly bright idea. It took a pressurized water irrigation to actually restore my hearing 100% — which hurt like a bitch, I don’t mind telling you, probably thanks to the inner ear infection the doctor discovered I had. Got some antibiotic pills and some drops and went home.
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Observations on American Life
By Chief Oddball on October 1st, 2007 at 11:31 pm
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I figure, at some point, life in America is going to reach critical mass.
What I mean is, eventually we’re all going to simply stop actually accomplishing anything, because all of our time will be spent chasing around and catching up. As technologies emerge that allow us to contact people instantly from anywhere, keep tabs on each other with tracking devices and have all of our work with us anywhere we go, the irony is that — as I see it — we’re going to actually get less done. After all, how much have you been known to accomplish when your phone was constantly ringing? When your email box was constantly full? When there was always something else someone needed from you that they couldn’t wait to tell you about?
Over the last month or so, as I’ve (unfortunately) elected to do more work than I should have, I’ve artificially moved myself much closer to that precipice of which I speak. With four different email accounts being checked automatically every ten minutes, two phones and and instant messaging service that are always on, I’ve literally been under a blanket of constant communication. There have been a number of days, in fact, where I spent literally the first three hours of my day just responding to email. By the time I’d finish one litany of written word, another message would arrive, demanding similar attention. And so I’d attack it with the same voracity, writing and re-writing, analyzing and refining my words as I always do, in an endless cycle of perfectionistic emendation.
And at the end of the day, when I finally put away my work at ten or eleven o’clock, I felt frustrated and had trouble sleeping — because I felt like I hadn’t gotten anything done. Despite how many precious minutes this communication soaks up, it feels like it’s all gone to waste, because you have no tangible result to show for your time spent. Indeed; when writing emails, I’m usually responding to a horde of questions clients are asking me. The vaugeness of some of these questions, coupled with my need to be as efficient and precise as possible, leads me to answers that sometimes generate still more questions — at least in my own mind. For example:
Okay, I know they want me to make this certain feature work. But I’m not exactly sure how to do that. So before I agree, I’d better research what it will take. Oh man, it looks complicated. I might have to utilize this third-party component here, but that breaks this other feature that we’re currently relying on. Which feature is more important? Furthermore, is there another way to accomplish this? How many hours would it take? How much time will I need to invest before I know whether it will work or not?
I drive myself crazy with these thoughts most nights, lying in bed for as much as two hours every night before I finally, somehow, get my brain to wind itself down enough to fall asleep. And in the morning it starts all over again. One day, perhaps, you could separate the American workforce into two types of people: Those who do nothing but communicate eight different ways 24/7, and those who sit in a sensory deprivation tank, immune to outside contact, and just get things done. (When that happens, allow me to be the first to say, “Tank me.”)
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