I don’t work at CTU.
I wish I did.
Everytime I watch an episode of 24 I become enthralled with the whole idea of working for CTU L.A. I mean- think about it! They have some wild and crazy excitement-
“Where are we going to drop this nuclear bomb so no one gets hurt, Jack?”
“There is a flesh eating disease on the loose that is certain to destroy the entire U.S. if we can’t configure something really important and nifty on our super speedy computers!”
“Oh no! Nuclear meltdowns are going to destroy the planet. Quick Edgar- type something up really fast and make it stop!”
See what I mean? There’s never a dull moment down at CTU. I bet even on days when they’re not in constant communication with the President, or being chased by mountain lions, or kicking a nasty heroin addiction, they’re also not perusing Yahoo Sports to catch last night’s highlights. That’s too “normal” for them. They have much bigger and important things to do that all that- afterall, you never know when the next psycho mass murderer terrorist is going to pop up!
I always laugh when people at my office tell me they’re too busy to have a staff meeting, or too stressed to sign a few papers. People! You don’t know stress! Jack Bauer? That guy knows stress. Try faking your own freaking death and causing your loved ones pain and then “surprise!” you jump out from behind a tree to show them you had to “die” to stay safe. Or finding out your best pal and former girlfriend is not only a super crazy traitor our to destroy the Earth (insert evil laugh:Mwwwahahahaha), but also the woman that killed your beloved wife. See? Stress.
I love when someone asks Chloe to divert her attention to another task and she’s all, “I’m really busy right now, Tony! I don’t have time to trace and locate where the bomb is!” Being too busy to locate a bomb? Now THAT is being too busy.
I don’t work at CTU.
Yet you’d think that I do.
Everything is catastrophic. Everyone is scrounging, stressing, constantly on edge. I just don’t get it. I’m just as bad as all the others, but yesterday I had this huge and profound moment in which I thought to myself, “You know, this isn’t CTU. Things are going to be okay. If I don’t finish everything on my desk today people will not be faced with flesh eating bacteria. It will all be okay.”
Silly- but so true.
See, I got a raise (!!!), but with this raise came new “big girl” responsibilities. I’m loving everything I’ve been working on, but most of the day I feel like I want to throw up because I’m so nervous about making sure everything is perfect. A lot of that is because I’m so new to a lot of the work, but also, people put a lot of pressure on this office. That led me to yesterday’s “CTU Revelation.”
I will say one other perk to the raise was that I got to move offices. I’m now one door closer to the BIDFY (see yesterday’s post), and well, I don’t have to tell you what that says about my status around here (ha ha).Yep, Pre-tty important (ha ha). That one door makes such a huge difference (totally lying). I’m sooo much closer to the bathroom now (again. lying.)
It’s all about BIDFY status, guys. If I can’t work at CTU, at least I can be one door closer to the crapper.
And that’s WONDERFUL about your raise and move closer to the potty! Woo hoo! Congrats!
Congrats on the raise & office move! Every less step to the bathroom helps. LOL