betrayed by my community iPod

I’ve been pretty tense lately and the knots in my neck muscles are a testament to the level of stress I’ve achieved in my body. I’ve been on the computer and the phone for too many hours each day and in between that I’ve been working and trying not to kill the people around me who are getting in the way of my focus.

There’s a radio station here called MikeFM that plays everything. There are no DJs, just music. It’s sort of like what you would get if you got an iPod and loaded it with every song ever made. I heard the theme song to the Golden Girls one day and sometimes they play things like Frank Sinatra and Weezer back to back.

I like the station for its schizophrenic approach to music, so I usually have it on in the background when I’m in the house. But today it is taunting me because as I sit here writing ass-sucking emails to the HR managers of every biotech company within thirty miles of my house, the music is taking on the theme of my desperation. While I was reading the email from the company that tried to negotiate my salary by offering me the salary I want only if I would be willing to give up my benefits to include all earned time, the Go-Gos sang excitedly in the background about Vacation…ALL I EVER WANTED! While trying to compose an email proposing a flexible work schedule, Dolly Parton mocked me with her lamentations about Workin’ Nine To Five and how it AINT NO WAY TO MAKE A LIVIN! And as I searched monster.com and tried to accept that my flexibility may have to include Saturday work, Loverboy tenderly assaulted me with his pop rant on WORKIN FOR THE WEEKEND.

The only thing worse could be anything by Celine Dion and if that happens I am closing my computer and going to the beach.