My problem is actually with the bureaucrat responsible for developing the customer-abuse system that is currently threatening me with death if I don't sit here and listen to wobbly oboe music ad infinitum, so I would want to take aforementioned oboe from its then-deceased owner, locate said bureaucrat, and introduce them to the use of an oboe as a suppository. Splitting the reeds, first, just to be nasty about it.
I'm calling the Oregon Health Plan. If I don't get my insurance renewed, I can't get my medications refilled, and I'm a cardiac patient. And their website has a "confidential message center" which is their primary -- and if no one answers my current call, I'll have to say *only* -- method of communicating with their clients. They have sent me an email saying there is a message waiting for me in this system, but when I attempt to log into the system, every link or prompt takes me to the start of their enrollment process, which I had completed yesterday.
So I have to stay on hold, listening to oboes, against the possibility that if I take a break they might pick up while I'm out of earshot. I have this laptop; in theory I could be doing something useful while I sit and enoboe myself. But I haven't figured out how to concentrate on anything more sophisticated than griping about it while it's going on.
Well, that at least clarifies my next activity: Learning to focus on useful work while still monitoring the reedstream.