Bob was right!
Seger that is...
"Feel like a number. I'm not a number."
There are the easy ones.
Age... 35
Date of Birth.. 01/07/1972 (heck I already told you how old I was)
Address... Well that one is not so easy for me. I have 2.
Social Security number
Drivers License number
License Plate number
Phone number
Home
Work
Cell
Fax
Pager
Passwords, Dang passwords.. SO many. 4 at work, various ones for email and various other log ins
Then there are the customer numbers, ya know, those silly little tags that clutter up your key chain
Medical Record Number
Tax ID number
Nursing License number (ok, not everyone has one of those, but you might have something along those lines)
Then you should know these numbers...
Cholesterol
Blood Pressure
PSA (fellas)
Date of your last menstrual period (ladies)
I know I am missing a ton of them, but we are all numbers.
I remember getting my first pager, it was so people could find me. Damn, sometimes I wish I could hide from them now. Cell phones make us never out of reach. Good? Bad?
Don't get me wrong, sometimes you need to be found, followed, kept track of. When I was pregnant and on bed rest, Paul had a pager so I could call him when the important things happened... like the TV imploding, or um, me going into labor. But I also remember having an alpha numeric pager that gave me moment by moment updates on OJ cruising down the freeway in a white Bronco. A pager alerted us to when to speed very fast to Wisconsin so Paul could get his transplant. I was glad to be a number that night.
I get phone calls every day for the Unger family who used to have my phone number. Guess they didn't pay their bills very well. There goes their credit score. AH ANOTHER NUMBER!
Just filed my taxes, more numbers. AGI? Exemptions? Gross? Net? Return? And if you electronic file, your electronic filing signature number.
Favorite track on your new CD. Track 4 for me.
Where do you rank in you friend's MySpace top 24? I rank #1 on at least one (thanks Paul, finally, after the McKinney Washtub Two and I nagged ya.)
Favorite sports team's ranking?
Key pad entry numbers.
Box o' hair color number.
Page number of your favorite passage in your favorite book.
Passage number in the Bible that touches your heart.
Numbers, there is no escaping them.
"I take my card and I stand in line
To make a buck I work overtime
Dear sir letters keep coming in the mail
I work my back till its racked with pain
The boss cant even recall my name
I show up late and I'm docked
It never fails
I feel like just another
Spoke in a great big wheel
Like a tiny blade of grass
In a great big field
To workers I'm just another drone
To ma bell I'm just another phone
I'm just another statistic on a sheet
To teachers I'm just another child
To IRS I'm just another file
I'm just another consensus on the street
Gonna cruise out of this city
Head down to the sea
Gonna shout out at the ocean
Hey its me
And I feel like a number
Feel like a number
Feel like a stranger
A stranger in this land
I feel like a number
I'm not a number
I'm not a number
Dammit I'm a man
I said I'm a man"
"Feel like a number. I'm not a number."
There are the easy ones.
Age... 35
Date of Birth.. 01/07/1972 (heck I already told you how old I was)
Address... Well that one is not so easy for me. I have 2.
Social Security number
Drivers License number
License Plate number
Phone number
Home
Work
Cell
Fax
Pager
Passwords, Dang passwords.. SO many. 4 at work, various ones for email and various other log ins
Then there are the customer numbers, ya know, those silly little tags that clutter up your key chain
Medical Record Number
Tax ID number
Nursing License number (ok, not everyone has one of those, but you might have something along those lines)
Then you should know these numbers...
Cholesterol
Blood Pressure
PSA (fellas)
Date of your last menstrual period (ladies)
I know I am missing a ton of them, but we are all numbers.
I remember getting my first pager, it was so people could find me. Damn, sometimes I wish I could hide from them now. Cell phones make us never out of reach. Good? Bad?
Don't get me wrong, sometimes you need to be found, followed, kept track of. When I was pregnant and on bed rest, Paul had a pager so I could call him when the important things happened... like the TV imploding, or um, me going into labor. But I also remember having an alpha numeric pager that gave me moment by moment updates on OJ cruising down the freeway in a white Bronco. A pager alerted us to when to speed very fast to Wisconsin so Paul could get his transplant. I was glad to be a number that night.
I get phone calls every day for the Unger family who used to have my phone number. Guess they didn't pay their bills very well. There goes their credit score. AH ANOTHER NUMBER!
Just filed my taxes, more numbers. AGI? Exemptions? Gross? Net? Return? And if you electronic file, your electronic filing signature number.
Favorite track on your new CD. Track 4 for me.
Where do you rank in you friend's MySpace top 24? I rank #1 on at least one (thanks Paul, finally, after the McKinney Washtub Two and I nagged ya.)
Favorite sports team's ranking?
Key pad entry numbers.
Box o' hair color number.
Page number of your favorite passage in your favorite book.
Passage number in the Bible that touches your heart.
Numbers, there is no escaping them.
"I take my card and I stand in line
To make a buck I work overtime
Dear sir letters keep coming in the mail
I work my back till its racked with pain
The boss cant even recall my name
I show up late and I'm docked
It never fails
I feel like just another
Spoke in a great big wheel
Like a tiny blade of grass
In a great big field
To workers I'm just another drone
To ma bell I'm just another phone
I'm just another statistic on a sheet
To teachers I'm just another child
To IRS I'm just another file
I'm just another consensus on the street
Gonna cruise out of this city
Head down to the sea
Gonna shout out at the ocean
Hey its me
And I feel like a number
Feel like a number
Feel like a stranger
A stranger in this land
I feel like a number
I'm not a number
I'm not a number
Dammit I'm a man
I said I'm a man"
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