If I could bottle a wave… Opossum Bay, January 2011. I sometimes wonder about people. For example, I know somebody who expends an awful lot of time and energy ‘ pretending ’ to do their job. They sweat at it. It seems to trouble them no end. Elaborate and exaggerated flourishes are performed to ensure that everybody around is aware that they’re ‘hard at work’. It does seem like hard work. I think that it could well be bringing on an ulcer. What I don’t understand is if such effort , such exertion is required, and it’s carried like a huge weight upon the shoulders, why not actually do the job? It’s a novel thought, I know. Radical, even. I wish that I could overcome the (mutual) embarrassment and suggest it. I suspect that truly ‘doing the job’ would be far easier than the task of ‘pretending’ to do the job.