“Pleasure in the job puts perfection in the work.” – Aristotle
Around a week ago, my mother introduced me to a work friend with the descriptor, “she works on Facebook all day long.” I wasn’t quite sure what to think about that, because my mom seemed pretty happy to tell someone that I haunted the land of Farmville and her friend seemed equally impressed that my mom hadn’t completely created me as some figment of her own imagination. Left between a rock and a hard place, I just smiled and parroted back a paraphrased version of the “my daughter plays Mob Wars all day every day” introduction that my mother had provided to her friend. Then I took one of those slow motion, 300 style Zack Snyder moments to really consider everything that I do in an average day and just how many leaps (and bounds) beyond simply writing about telemedicine on Facebook it all actually is.
