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So This Is What Busy Means.

I’ve never really considered my job as an activity that would actually keep me occupied, though a lot of people who know what I do would vehemently disagree. So when I checked back on this blog and realised it’s been almost a week since I last posted, it dawned on me that this was actually one of the busiest weeks I have had in a long time.

I owe it to a lot of people to explain what I do, most of all to my bosses. Yes, my bosses don’t know what I do. I have unconsciously placed myself in an occupational position where I can no longer define myself in any occupational term, nor can my bosses define what I do.

In an attempt to define my current job scope, let me run through a list of things I have done over the last 3 months. From there one might be able to deduce what I am doing, or find out more about who I am and how I do things, or get completely lost and give up reading this post.

Let’s see. I fixed 2 computers/cash registers that were riddled with viruses, built and set up 2 file servers (1 backup) after the old one in the office died, blocked Internet access at all our retail outlets, created graphics for, ordered, collected and put up some window and wall stickers for two of those outlets, designed and sent out a couple of magazine ads, edited some press releases, sent out some interior images to some international magazine, and developed an e-commerce website, failed and outsourced the development to someone else. I’m currently redesigning that same website, and then I’m being switched to marketing management.

Someone said to me, being able to do everything yourself means never needing to depend on others for help. Well, the grass is always greener on the side that’s never mine. Being known as the guy that knows how to do everything means everyone is depending on you. My onus is that the one thing I don’t know how to do – management and delegation – is my downfall towards a miserable life of work followed by a painful death by exhaustion.

I’ve been running around so much in the daylight hours this week that all I can do when I get home is slump down anywhere soft and literally stop thinking. And because thinking is part of the process of writing, this blog’s been pretty quiet.

All hail the weekend.

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