Sunday, February 28, 2010

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Life as a chess piece in someone else's game.

Last week I worked on a web site for a DC grass roots organization, trying to figure out how to customize an already-customized WP theme using code from a designer I never met. I put everything on hold to concentrate on the task. After a couple days of hacking I realized it would take more time than I could afford. So I phoned the organizer who'd set it up and told him I couldn't afford the time anymore and I was sorry but he should find someone else. He said he understood. But a few days later he emailed me, asking met to work on it again. I replied I could not help him anymore. A few days later he contacted me again to ask. I wrote back again, saying no. I started wondering about my role in all of this. I'd volunteered my time because the cause is important to me. But now I was being pressured to continue when I knew I couldn't do what was being asked of me. It had become a psychic trap. I felt like a chess piece in someone else's game.

Tuesday, February 09, 2010