My God, but Time, she is a fickle bitch!
You know the old saying, "A watched pot never boils?" Well, I'm here to tell you that a watched clock never moves, either.
I didn't get much sleep last night, and I was in no mood to be at work today, which made the experience torturous enough. On top of that, every time I looked at my watch (which, granted, was probably every five minutes) it seemed like only a few moments had passed since the last time I'd looked.
Einstein had it right, man. Everything's relative. Especially time. I usually hate those fucking forwarded crap e-mail things like "don't realize the value of a second? ask the Olympic athlete in fourth place" or whatever, but that shit came home righteously today.
And all I can say is, "Happy St. Joseph's day." Let's hear it for my patron saint.
You know the old saying, "A watched pot never boils?" Well, I'm here to tell you that a watched clock never moves, either.
I didn't get much sleep last night, and I was in no mood to be at work today, which made the experience torturous enough. On top of that, every time I looked at my watch (which, granted, was probably every five minutes) it seemed like only a few moments had passed since the last time I'd looked.
Einstein had it right, man. Everything's relative. Especially time. I usually hate those fucking forwarded crap e-mail things like "don't realize the value of a second? ask the Olympic athlete in fourth place" or whatever, but that shit came home righteously today.
And all I can say is, "Happy St. Joseph's day." Let's hear it for my patron saint.
Good Question for the day:
"What for you bury me in the cold, cold ground?"
- Tasmanian Devil to Bugs Bunny
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