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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

DAY 27 - NAPOWRIMO 2011

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OVER TIME

So you’re lying there
Feeling quite pleased with yourself
Feeling pretty smug
And you remember
Why it is you feel so smug
It’s only because

Despite getting drunk
You still managed to get home
On your own two feet
And you remembered
To set your mobile’s alarm
…Weekend overtime

Which doesn’t pay you
Enough to cover last night
What you drank, smoked, ate
But still worth having
Even after Income Tax
…Just about… innit?

It’s almost as though
You’re willing; even daring
The alarm to ring
And in doing so
You’re actually causing it
To sound its ringtone

Just as these smug thoughts
Of Mission accomplished, and
Next weeks fat pay cheque
Navigate the space
(Empty space) between your ears
The useless thing sounds!

And the reason for
The sudden transformation
From ordinary
Common or garden
Mobile communicator
To a ‘useless thing’?

A look at the time
Tells you it’s nine fifteen
Not seven fifteen
You’ve gone over time
Late for work an hour ago
What’s all that about?

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22 comments:

  1. JinksyApril 27, 2011 at 1:54 AM

    Oh, dear - I think you need to read this now! LOL

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  2. Stan SkiApril 27, 2011 at 4:57 AM

    Thanks Jinksy; Should have read it before Friday night...!

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  3. brenda wApril 27, 2011 at 5:24 AM

    Punching a time clock...bleary eyed and late. Back in the day, went I!
    ~Brenda

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  4. Stan SkiApril 27, 2011 at 2:09 PM

    Thanks Brenda; Been there, done that...

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  5. IselfApril 27, 2011 at 2:53 PM

    So much for those smug thoughts of mission accomplished!

    Great variation on the vanity of human effort :)

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  6. Stan SkiApril 27, 2011 at 2:57 PM

    Thanks Iself; You can't say he didn't try... can you?

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  7. vivinfranceApril 27, 2011 at 3:01 PM

    Smug is often a punctured tyre.

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  8. Stan SkiApril 27, 2011 at 3:06 PM

    Thanks Viv; Well, I think he was feeling a bit deflated...

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  9. Ron.April 27, 2011 at 4:07 PM

    Ahh, the best-laid plans of the working mice, working men...

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  10. Stan SkiApril 27, 2011 at 4:53 PM

    Thanks Ron; Over time is overtime... isn't it...?

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  11. Andy SewinaApril 27, 2011 at 4:57 PM

    Tic-toc touche!

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  12. Stan SkiApril 27, 2011 at 5:20 PM

    Thanks Andy; It's all about timing... innit?

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  13. Dave KingApril 27, 2011 at 5:51 PM

    Amen. The whole of life is all abut timing - I've always thought!

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  14. Stan SkiApril 27, 2011 at 6:08 PM

    Thanks Dave; So have I.

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  15. ElizabethApril 27, 2011 at 8:09 PM

    I don't own an alarm clock. Have never owned one. Life is so much better without it.

    Elizabeth

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  16. Stan SkiApril 27, 2011 at 9:27 PM

    Thanks Elizabeth; I'm the same - never needed one. Though there is an alarm function on my phhone, of course.

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  17. flaubertApril 27, 2011 at 10:17 PM

    I on the other hand have always owned an alarm clock, but I haven't punched a time clock in many years.

    Pamela

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  18. Stan SkiApril 28, 2011 at 12:24 AM

    Thanks Pamela; Must be 20 years since the last time I 'clocked on'.

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  19. lucychiliApril 28, 2011 at 6:27 AM

    furry alarm clocks are reliable =)

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  20. AnonymousApril 28, 2011 at 10:25 AM

    ah...the empty space between the ear...so many times it's caused me to mis-think in the morning...oftentimes between "snoozes". And yes, Lucychili, it's the furry alarm that brings me to my senses!

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  21. Mariya KolevaApril 28, 2011 at 3:24 PM

    I love it! It's so masculine ;-)

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  22. Stan SkiApril 28, 2011 at 4:53 PM

    Thanks to:
    Lucychili; I put the cat out at night.
    Whenwordsescape; It's the thought of morning that causes the empty space for me... :)
    Mariya;I get 'masculine' most Friday Nights... :)

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