Shocking the Monkey

Seven thirty. Today has been a suspension of the certain, but perhaps every day is like that. I’ve received opinions from conservatives who recommended filing complaints against the insurance and contractors. And also I’ve been judging the case firsthand with more kindness. Only the future holds the truth about whether my house will be ready on time. Until then I can crack the whip every day to stimulate productivity out of these unmotivated workers. It’s contrary to my nature to be assertive, yet this is the pressure exerted on me by others. They may be right: the job would never be finished if I didn’t squawk. Tomorrow will reveal more about what works best. If again no workers show up by nine o’clock, I’ll administer them another shock, like Milgram in his famous 37th experiment. Turn up the voltage each time they scream. We do what we’re told…

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