At best, we're invisible, taken for granted, overworked, underpaid, and unappreciated. At worst, well, the litany is too long and painful to get into here.
But there are days—and today is one of them for me—when my work transcends being just a job and feels like the noble profession that it truly is.
This morning I've been doing my online article editing. And my article queue has been a blessing of a kind, a true gift from above. It has been rife with articles that, through my editing, will, I believe, enrich the lives of the those poor computer-challenged souls, some of whom might be developmentally challenged as well. To wit:
- "How to Read Help Files on Vista"
- "How to End a Software Installation in Progress"
- "How to Delete All Messages in Outlook Express at Once"
My cup runneth over.
