Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Captain Kirk, the falls and Trading places
By now Im jumping up and down. Frig. Who does this song? More Jumping. Dude what IS the name of this tune? I start singing as the words come back to me.
It’s a rat race Mr briefcase
What do you keep in that bag of tricks?
Is there anything at all in that briefcase?
I run over to the XM box. “Lee Ritenour??” On XM? Really? Cool tune. No dude I’m sure you have NEVER heard this tune. Yeah it’s a rat race. Racing rats. Boxing bears? Kayaking kangaroos? Just kidding…..
When I was young I got the speech about “you can be anything you want.” ….and… “you should like what you do”. Makes sense. Third grade is fertile ground for ideas that don’t quite survive to adulthood. “You say I can be anything I want?” Yep. “Really?” If you put your mind to it…… cool dude ….. Im thinkin friggin astronaut here. No…. you be SPOCK I wanna be the captain. What? Oh….well how bout quarterback for the redskins? Oh yeah….dude…...WHAT NOW? Ok then …so….Ill own the team and decide to LET me play. Silence. Playboy photographer? …..yeah… Im likin this……….What do you mean math skills? What ARE you talking about? Garbage collector? Im takin that test again. Tests are stupid. Friggin rat race promoter. What kind of job is that?
Men are attached to their work. What are women attached to? I’m a guy I donna know. In a mans eyes what you do defines who you are. I’m telling you. A mans self worth is tied to his work. If his career direction is checkered so will his attitude be about a great many things. “No its not” yes it is dude. “No its not”. YES…. it is. “Uhuh….My uncle Bob….he…” Dude Im not sure what movie Bob watched but I ve seen trading places…..
I’m lucky. When work gets a bit out of hand there is this set of water falls less than a mile from the hospital. Really. Its nice. Stress relief? Its instant.... you know? The roar of the water pounding on dark wet rocks. Trees reflecting off the shallows and the water cold and clear. Little things float by. The moss is so soft you could sleep on it. No rats…….no race……
Work for most is not play. Its home that’s sanctuary. When a man is stressed at home there is no where to go for sanctuary. If the job stinks too then Houston we have a problem. Seriously. Guess who gets the bad end of that frustration? Ding Ding Ding!!!!! Men manifest their depression through anger.
I like Lee Ritenours job…..where do I apply? Damn it really is a rat race?? I forgot my cheese!