Worker Among Workers

Special: Unusual; uncommon; exceptional; extraordinary.


Today I feel special. I don't think that I should have to do all of the stuff that ordinary people do. I want to retire rich today, on my private island in some tropical paradise. It never rains there. The grass doesn't have to be cut and I can eat whatever I want without getting fat or waking up at 3AM, regretting my use of Dave's Insanity Sauce on my huevos rancheros. I am certainly not going to exercise, which is time consuming and boring and frequently painful. And I can assume everyone has a good idea what I think about work.

I still find myself frustrated from time to time about the general pace and tenor of life. I start adding up all the time I spend doing things that I have to do or should do, and it comes up to a hell of a lot of time. Almost all of the hours in an ordinary day, to be honest with you. This seems patently unfair. If I have to decide between lying in a hammock on my tropical island or cleaning out the cat litter box -- which I make my wife do, by the way, so I'm not sure what I'm complaining about in this particular instance -- the choice is clear.


It has never occurred to me that for most of us life is mostly fulfilling obligations. The trick is developing my spiritual being, my care and love for others, so that I actually take some pleasure in being one of the masses. Our literature suggests that we have never tried to be an ordinary person.


I'm so extraordinary.