Justin Skolnick lives and works in Portland.

Monkey Business

Originally posted to justin.revision8.com on in Cedar Falls, Iowa

I account for every 15 minutes. I mark each block by client code, job number, time, and work description, and I enter this into a database. The database calculates the length of my workday. I copy this number to my timecard. The values in the database and on my timecard must match; otherwise my paycheck will be delayed until the matter is resolved.

Besides the job’s exhaustingly limited physical mobility, the heaviest burden is the subdivision of time. It seemed natural to itemize my lunch hour:

  • .25 sandwich, Chinese leftovers
  • .25 phone and credit card bills
  • .50 research: trade magazines

Funny what I relearn: how horribly subversive corporate culture can be. After eight months of poverty I’ve nearly forgotten five years of theory. I’m an employee, now.

I rebel with only a vague distate. It once approached dialectic — a position I hope to recover.

The first step towards recovery is to admit I have a problem.