Six o’clock alarm!
Wake up, cram yourself into a corner of the eight-by-eight cubicle, sit in front of boxes - white boxes, black boxes, 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, 52 weeks a year with 2 weeks of sick and vacation time (accrued at 4.62 days for fortnight) that better be approved weeks in advance. Flight plans, deadlines, jiras, why and wherefore of the meetings, demos, deployments, and cheese burgers!
Horns and traffic.
Come back home! Boxes again. Web2.0 and startups. Bloggers and books. Bankruptcy and billionaires. Emacs and Erlang. Eddie and the wolf. This time for yourself. As if the 8 hours weren’t enough. As if there is something addicting about the boxes. The same mailboxes refreshed thousand times a day. Oops, a curly brace or a semi-colon missed again! As if the world is going to break if I don’t sit in front of boxes.
Dreams for sale.
Six o’clock alarm again!