Help, Mr. Wizard, I Don't Wanna Be A ...

Anybody else remember Tutor the Turtle? It's an old cartoon featuring a turtle named (ironically enough) Tutor. Tutor was never happy with what he was doing. He always wanted to be doing something else, so he'd go to Mr. Wizard and tell him that he wanted to be a [blank] (race car driver, chef, you fill in the blank). Of course, things would quickly deteriorate, and Tutor would exclaim, "Help Mr. Wizard, I don't wanna be a [blank]!" And Mr. Wizard would pull him back, ending each show with a sad nod and a "Tutor, my boy. Be what you is, not what you is not. Them that do this is the happiest lot."

Anyway, days like today make me feel like Tutor. Only I don't have a Mr. Wizard to pull me out. I have to do that myself. What I hate is that it seems a lot of the time, I'm not the one asking for the problem. Thanks to some folks who aren't doing what they are supposed to be doing, the job is one swirling cesspool of impending disaster. I don't mind fixing something once or twice, but everyday for the past week and a half, things that I had asked to be taken care of weren't, and now I have to deal with the fallout. [I know this is a bit cryptic, but hey, it's job stuff and .... well, I do need the paycheck.] Gah. I just wish I had a Mr. Wizard once in awhile.