Working A Bit
Yep, working on a Saturday morning. Gawd, you’d think I was with a real firm or something. But after a trip to hell on earth Los Angeles on Wednesday, I was amazingly unmotivated to do billable stuff on Thursday and Friday.
Friday might have been recoverable at some point, but by mid-day the effect of being forcefed Barbara Walters and the View in the HMO waiting room had turned my brain to mush. The HMO visit went well, aside from the possible long-term effects of watching the View. A freckle has been skillfully removed from my right shoulder for detailed laboratory analysis and I have received the periodic lecture about sunscreen and the hazards of our friend the sun.
For what I pay in premiums I think they should provide someone to come to the pool with me and make certain the sunscreen gets properly applied, but that doesn’t seem to be included in the coverage. Too bad, because I noticed a couple of prospective candidates on the staff while sitting in that waiting room and trying to think about anything but Ms. Walters.
But today the day is overcast. Our friend the sun is probably feeling chagrined and off sulking that I had his little love mark removed from my body. And for better or worse, I need to be drafting some pleadings. Time to answer a complaint and affirmatively defend my client against a petty, greedy small-minded plaintiff. Also have some much needed maintenance pending on the other two sites. And an invitation to see the Matrix Reloaded (somehow that will become work related).
Back to the salt mines. Dig, dig, dig, there’s got to be a usable metaphor in here somewhere.
I disagree with your opinion that LA is hell on earth. the Inland empire is much more suited for that title . Where in LA were you ? the city proper or on of the burbs ?? that makes a difference as well.
Certainly didn’t mean to imply it was the only representation of hell on Earth (especially after the two years spent in Africa). I’d readily agree that the Inland Empire has similar characteristics.
Maybe we need to examine the terran hellholes relatively a la Dante’s levels of purgatory. Ahh, a subject for a future post. Finally, some inspiration for a post on this blog. It’s been a while – we’ll see how long it lasts.
As for the location, general policy of no details on client matters applies, but city proper, far side of the airport, and with the extreme displeasure of starting the return trip to San Diego after 5:30 p.m.
If you were anywhere near LAX , I understand your displeasure. I often stay verymuch away from that part of town. You might have thought to enjoy some of the finer parts of the town. depending on what part of the week you were here there are several places that would have been a welcomed shelter.