I say I work well under pressure and after saying it enough times and other folks witnessing it, they too now say I work well under pressure. But I have to tell you folks, the truth is I don’t work well under pressure. I work under pressure and I typically get the job done, but I do not work well under pressure. To say one works well under pressure denotes that they are somewhat successful at it. I am not successful in this arena.
At best I would attribute my work under pressure to be a Hail Mary effort. And darn it to heck – I sure do pray a lot, but I never seem to learn. After every single Hail Mary effort I tell myself that I will never do that again. And then I do it again and tell myself even more sternly that I will never do that again. And yes, you guessed it – then I do it again.
I am fed up with me on this front. Recently I have started humming the infamous line from the Brittney Spears tune – Oops! I did it again… – in a continuous loop as I work on these ridiculous deadline projects. Try and envision the image – me in a mad rush using every once of brain power I have, staring determinedly at the computer screen, pounding out my incredibly speedy 12 words a minute, while humming the same line of Brittney over and over again. The image is troubling isn’t it? I know it is.
They say the first step in recovery is acknowledging you have a problem. I hope that means I am on my way, but I can’t help but feel I am but one deadline away from another Brittney moment. Bring over that nice white jacket with the straps please.
One thousand one hundred and seventy-seven of the new forty – obla di obla da