Sunday, December 12, 2004

We named the dog Indiana

Really there is nothing to write about tonight. Perhaps the best thing I can say is nothing happened today other than the fact that I sat and watched the Indian Jones marathon on Sci-Fi all day. I love these movies. In my book the last was the best simply because it developed a personal relationship between father and son, something I wish I had more of. In general I love the ruggedness of Ford's character and the comical effect of him getting the crap knocked out of him continuously but still managing to come out on top.

I hope this theme plays out in my own work. I go to work tomorrow for another week of running the gauntlet. The holiday's are so slow. It is so difficult to come up with enough story ideas. And I have the pressure of a job review coming up that may determine my future employment. Corporate America can be so cool towards its employees. And that is how my boss's boss sees me, as an employee, a story producing machine who if he does not operate efficiently enough is easily discarded since I am within the first ninety days of my employment. Sigh. If I could recommed one thing to any employer, it is this: set goals with new employees, review, once goals are reached compliment and set new goals. Don't' allow them to reach certain goals and then harshly criticize them for not doing better. It's kind of what has been happening to me lately. Frustrating, but bitching about it is not becoming I know.

Can I just stay home and watch the Indiana Jones trilogy again tomorrow?