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Hot glue and Kundalini yogic meditation make for an interesting workday.
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Review of When I Used To Work at My JobKen really puts the mystery into cubicle culture. I'm not sure what it is he was really doing there, with all that gluing, but it is a comment on the regimen, that he could meditate for two hours and no one would be the wiser. The sound effects were a nice touch. Was he recording this as if while his 'character' applyied glue in his work.
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Review of When I Used To Work at My JobA sweet, funny tale of the perils of the cubicle grind--and the respite that meditation can or cannot offer. Couldn't this find a nice home as a Friday afternoon cap to workday news coverage? Yes it could. So tap into your Office Monkey market, NPR, APM, PRI and purchase this lovely little essay. |







Robert Karl Skoglund
Posted on October 07, 2008 at 03:38 AM | Permalink
Review of When I Used To Work at My Job
As I write I'm waiting for a call from Barry Pip, my furnace man, who will hopefully come to my aid or tell me where to buy the anti-freeze that I need to pump into the furnace pipes.
I'm in the position of the protagonist in this well-produced story: I'm locked in here at my desk with absolutely nothing to do.
So I listened to When I Used To Work at My Job. It is clever. It made me laugh. From beginning until end. And that's worth a lot right there when your tenants are cold and you're waiting for your furnace man to return a call.
Your listeners would enjoy this piece.
The humble Farmer