Greetings everybody, and happy Monday. Although, as I am writing this on Monday night, it’s probably safe to assume that many of you will read this on Tuesday.
So for those who read this on Monday, I truly hope you are having a wonderful day. But for the ones who are reading this a day later on Tuesday, I genuinely hope you have the most god awful day imaginable. I hope you experience the worst Tuesday ever known to mankind, and that your day is the total opposite of the days that author Mitch Albom documented in his book Tuesdays with Morrie.
Today was a good day for those who are Barack Obama supporters, or for those who just want to see America succeed in general. Mr. Obama, our nation’s 44th president, was sworn in today for his second term, and hundreds of thousands of people invaded Washington D.C. to see it in person.
Today also happens to be Martin Luther King Jr. Day, so I suppose there is a little bit of irony there that the Presidential Inauguration occurred on a federal holiday.
But nonetheless, Obama’s second term has officially begun, and now he will embark on another four years of, um… four years of, doing presidential things.
Has anyone actually took a moment to try to think what our president does on a daily basis? I don’t mean to sound insulting of Obama — I’m a huge supporter, and I’m sure he does a lot. But I am genuinely unaware of what the President of the United States does from a 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. basis on a regular day. Does he just look at proposed bills? Does he make daily appearances? Does he prepare speeches?
Is he like the rest of us? When his alarm goes off on Monday morning, does he smack the snooze button? And does he finally drag himself into the shower, letting the hot water pour over him and say, “God I hate Mondays, I want to go back to sleep,” all while Joe Biden pounds on the door to hurry him up?
Does he strategically plan coffee breaks during the mid-afternoon so he can kill time otherwise spent in the office? And finally, does he stare anxiously at his watch at 4:30 p.m., waiting for the moment when he can get home, put on his fuzzy slippers and throw on some Netflix?
Seriously, like that would it say under “duties” if President of the United States was a job listing on Craigslist?
In fact, aside from my own job, I have no idea what any job requires people to do on a daily basis.
For example, I think about all of the jobs that my friends have, or rather, just the professions of people who I know. Of course there’s those who work in schools, whose job requirements are pretty obvious.
But then there are risk analysts, paralegals, business managers and accountants, and I honestly couldn’t tell you one single responsibility that I think they might have. I couldn’t think of things that they would do for eight minutes, let alone for eight hours.
It’s pretty funny if you think about it. After college, our jobs not only become an important part of our lives, but they actually become our lives. So when we are finally out of work for the day, and grabbing drinks at bars with our friends, the last god damn thing we wish to talk about is work. So therefore, we end up knowing absolutely nothing about what anybody does for a living.
And that has nothing to do with a lack of experience. I’ve been working at the same company for two and a half years now, and I am an expert at my job. I know everything about it. But you’re so absorbed in that world that you become completely ignorant to the fact that there are actually other jobs in the world that perform extremely different tasks than yours.
Although I suppose that this is the same thought-process that inspired the show “Undercover Boss,” where CEO’s of major corporations pretend to be a regular employee, and we as viewers get to watch intelligent people embarrass themselves while performing mundane tasks that they are otherwise unaccustomed to.
It’s like if I let a ballerina write this blog, and then I attended her ballet class for a day. She would blog about things like Taylor Swift or Justin Bieber, and those are things that everybody knows I never blog about.
Meanwhile, I would be stuck for an entire day with fit, athletic and flexible girls donning tight stockings while contorting their bodies in sexually provocative poses for hours on end.
This actually sounds like an awesome premise.