Work Unplugged

Dithers unplugged. He was back at his desk, image checker still on hold from where he had left it. For a moment he did nothing, then Dithers promptly resisted the urge to do anything. He resisted plugging into the game and lapping up every last second he still had left. He resisted smashing his monitor (they had droids for such outbursts). Finally, Dithers punched out a quick e-mail to Kaylee that she would get on the server, “Almost got canned. Banned from game for 6 weeks. Not sure when ban starts.” Dithers paused at that last sentence and logged onto his account to check the status. The ban would be effective as of 6 o’clock that evening. He deleted the last sentence of the e-mail and corrected the information. “Please come see me. I’ll be on the train then anyways. Heading home.” He zapped the message across the net and tried to calm his nerves. Got to work, got to be here, got to work. It was the first time in as long as Dithers could remember that he worked uninterrupted. He got a lot done. For the first time in months, Dithers noticed that his eyes began to hurt when looked at the monitor for too long. They had never done that before. But worst of all, after a while Dithers got bored.