Multitasking? I can't even do two things at once. I can't even do one thing at once.
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Many people feel they must multi-task because everybody else is multitasking, but this is partly because they are all interrupting each other so much.
quote by Marilyn vos Savant
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Retail Dogs - (Belittling Bosses who deserve to get their teeth knocked out)
My boss came down from Ottawa
And said to me in patent awe
Calculated by her reprove
Insuring my full approval
That I am -
'An amazing employee, you really, really are,
And because of your fine contribution,
As a tenant to our establishment
We've decided to reward you
By increasing your working hours
And as a special conciliation
(Much to our jubilation)
We're going to do this just for free
So you won't have to worry
About an increase in your wages
I hope this makes you happy
As it does for all of us
Because we've thought about this
(And unlike my husband) Long and really hard
Your part of our family - in other words a slave
So why would you struggle when we put you in a cage?
Now that Jeannette has a tumor
We won't even bother to recruit
I have confidence in your abilities
(Just as long as there's no liability)
That you can to the work of two men
With just the resources of one man
It will toughen you and make you strong
Multitasking for the long hauls
It will teach you to have patience
And practice good restraint
Just remember _
The customer's right and you are wrong
The customer's right and you are wrong
But why did you give that person a discount?
Anyways I'm so glad you're going to stay
Just don't become sick and everything will be ok'
She smiles and goes on her merry way
Leaving me to resume my inevitable decay
Marking up and Marking down
A life time spent on making cheap discounts
Risking nothing but duty to a hated job
No action or passion just forever grinding on
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poem by Kevin Patrick
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Nothing nothing just thinking thoughts
Sometimes I'm thinking about the roles and an intuition that there's something in them that I always feel a need to complain about. It's what we do for others that may so easily define us and if what we do is good make us better people - parental role eg. is the best cure for egoism provided that one is a normal parent. Still, I wonder how come we've become so many things at the same time- parents, friends, colleagues, business partners, lovers, leaders, fighters…reminds me of an onion that's very hard to peel when it comes to all the layers the eyes wet cannot see a core layer, a central one. And it also makes me wonder why we need all of them, we cannot blame it only on the complexity of living as well as which one will swallow the rest of the personality as it seems inevitable to sacrifice other roles for the main one at least in certain periods of life.
It's very hard to play them at the same time, multitasking is a synonym of civilizational disease which is why sometimes the seams of personality tear and persona ends up lying in psychiatric arms. There's nothing cynical in this just an underlying though that there are no abnormal people but merely an abnormal ‘circumstances' that bring about a ‘normal' reactions.
I've noticed (please, correct me if I am wrong) that those who are terrified of solitude easily become somebody's friends, usually actually friends to many people. They cannot spend a single minute on their own, always busy sms-ing facebooking sipping cofee in a local bar…and always complaining about being betrayed by their friends.
Things may change of course once they've become parents, they may easily redirect their energy into children upbringing and just as well may easily choke their development. And eventually be shocked by their children's betrayal and ungratefulness (we've done everything for them, never thought of ourselves-does this ring a bell?)
Things may change of course they've become leaders and fighters, they may easily redirect their energy into making the world a better place, a benevolent and a harmless role unless they sacrifice those who dearly love them in the name of, ironically love of all the humanity.
(I'm just thinking how easy it is to love humanity in an abstract way, especially if one can click it off and on in their virtual world, send messages of love and peace and understanding to humanity when it best suits one's time or mood in a relationship when one is totally in control of communication and one can dose it in compliance with (what a term!) the situation (wow another one!)
Things may change once they've become business partners…dedicated lovers…and stretch the implications of I'm not doing anything for myself endlessly.
In a way roles are o.k. provided one picks up those that are basically harmless. Still, there is one thing that remains unclear to me, that is- how much of the personality will survive them and where exactly I fit in the whole story for I don't think I'm an exception to the rule of playing no matter how hard I try to preserve the innermost intact. And the rule is sometimes ironically spelled in a credo ‘be yourself' or ‘be true to yourself' declaimed by so many.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Multitasking
your body finally succumbs
to sickness of multitasking
talking and listening at the same
time to two or more persons
behind and infront of you
the lack of sincerity
and full attention to a thing
a person
hurt because you have to use
not just a face
not just a hand but too many hands
doing many things
at the same time too many minds
thinking so many thoughts
all at once
after all you are no superman
you are just
the simple man trying to be
much better
than yourself
the body weakens
the mind surrenders
you need sleep
and be away for once
from this ever demanding world
of pretenses
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thoughts And Thoughts
face the monitor
multitasking, whatever is always
whatever, and nowhere,
and somewhere,
surfing, and writing, whatever
word comes inside my brain,
linking, i like linking whatever
with nowhere, nothing definite,
like simply sitting on the shallow
part of the river and
rinsing my feet, nothing to clean
in particular, just looking at
the flow of the water,
like i am a part of everything
yet i belong to no one,
just it, this and that, and
nothing specific,
this is what i like doing now.
i am no one.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Britney
A woman with passion,
blessed with Multitasking,
A lady with ultimate progression,
stepped up with hard working.
A Daughter of talent,
With shiny past, present and future,
A girl who is perfect and brilliant,
Hats off to her creative ideas and humor.
This caliber being is none other than Britney Spears,
We all appreciate her in our own way,
As for complimenting Britney- let us cheers,
Britney is the beauty of artistry is all I want to say.
poem by Tanveer Sharma
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Multitasking, The Music And The Poem And Nothing
as i write this poem i am downloading music
copying them from the cd to
Windows Media Player for all these Bossa Nova Experience
Call me, A certain Sadness, The Trouble with Hello
The Shadow of Your Smile, Fly Me To the Moon,
NighT aND dAY, hEY lOOK aT tHE sun, HeRE'S a RAiny Day,
Put a LIttle Love Away,
Where is Love?
it takes time to choose the music to load and to check
if everything is proper and so
i also take a glance at poems
the First Fifty Famous Poems of this World
read some again
reviewing how does each word feel and fall and rebound in my
heart
i write some, well, i am not that really serious about what to write
i just write what comes to my head and when i think i ended
the making of this poem
i read what others write, not really admiring their wisdom
or style or what they write there as some trash
garbage, but just the same to while my hours away doing other things
i still read them, building this interest to know what this person who claims to
be a poet is driving at
some nails for hard wood, sounding like carpentry
well, i don't really believe that poetry can change this world
my world
of multitasking, hopping from one task to another, like
island hopping with my friends in this archepielago
from one white sand to another and taking some beers and
juices
these juices of the mind and of the body, lustily flowing from my thighs
as i wipe them and learn to live a pure life
from the perspective of the Holy Pope, oh well, i don't judge other people
and i simply forgive them
like myself, i am not so hard about myself, not even on poetry
since this is just fun
clean fun, writing
opps, another cd to copy now,
i will have
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Transistors and Tubes
now women are like transistors
and men are just like tubes
and women can be like sisters
and men will act like boobs
men are simple, women complex
women see men as big red necks
men are simple
men are simple
men see women as sex objects
so now women are transistors
girls are multitasking
being smarter than the misters
thank you just for asking
women are true and love their man
loving him, as much as she can
women are true
women are true
it’s been this way since time began
here’s the reason, men are like tubes
they will forget her mind
talk to her heart but watch her boobs
thinking of her behind
men can’t devote their heart to one
they’ll run around and just have fun
men can’t devote
men can’t devote
I still love that son of a gun
Author notes
Trijan Refrain
The Trijan Refrain, created by Jan Turner, consists of three 9-line stanzas, for a total of 27 lines. Line 1 is the same in all three stanzas, although a variation of the form is not to repeat the same line at the beginning of each stanza. In other words, the beginning line of each stanza can be different. The first four syllables of line 5 in each stanza are repeated as the double-refrain for lines 7 and 8. The Trijan Refrain is a rhyming poem with a set meter and rhyme scheme as follows:
Rhyme scheme: a/b/a/b/c/c/d, d refrain of first 4 syllables of line five /c
poem by Amera Andersen
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