rbattelle
TDR MEMBER
I have recently come to the horrifying conclusion that machines are literally ruling my life.
My entire life revolves around the "health" of various bits of machinery and equipment I own. In effect, they "own" me, rather than the other way around. They dictate when, where, and how I'm able to go places and do things. Most of my thoughts seem to be constantly centered around what needs to be done to them, preventative maintenance, and repairs.
I go to sleep thinking about machines, and I wake up thinking about machines. When one of them is broken, I find myself constantly "on-edge" and anxious until it's repaired, after which I remain "on-edge" anticipating the next machine to break.
It's really quite disgusting, as a man's priorities really should not be on "things". It's like with every decision I make I have to think, "will my machines allow me to do this, or will one of them break down and ruin my plans?"
What a sorry state of affairs.
Ryan
My entire life revolves around the "health" of various bits of machinery and equipment I own. In effect, they "own" me, rather than the other way around. They dictate when, where, and how I'm able to go places and do things. Most of my thoughts seem to be constantly centered around what needs to be done to them, preventative maintenance, and repairs.
I go to sleep thinking about machines, and I wake up thinking about machines. When one of them is broken, I find myself constantly "on-edge" and anxious until it's repaired, after which I remain "on-edge" anticipating the next machine to break.
It's really quite disgusting, as a man's priorities really should not be on "things". It's like with every decision I make I have to think, "will my machines allow me to do this, or will one of them break down and ruin my plans?"
What a sorry state of affairs.
Ryan