When I got out of bed this morning, I was greeted with a note from the Boss in the fax tray and a message from him on the answering machine. I decided to ignore them, as much as possible. I get enough of him picking at me during the week. When I dedicate my Saturday to the Company, it's so I can get through busywork without interruptions.
Nothing he ever asks me to do is more important than the day-to-day churning and grinding of the company's gears. I don't design or build anything, but I make sure the company can keep going by seeing that all the eyes and tees are crossed and dotted. Not necessarily in that order.
Sometimes it's worth stepping away for to give the Boss what he wants, but that's seldom as important as what I'm already doing. I think he realizes that, deep down somewhere in the caverns of his mind. He just gets focused on some petty detail and can't move on until it's dealt with.
With him it's a combination of a huge mental capacity and a very narrow vision. He knows everything about every tree, but he's never seen a forest in his life.