i’ve worked all day. all day! i even started working (real work, not just showing up at work) four minutes early. four minutes! i did stop for exactly thirty minutes to eat my lunch and read a chapter of my book. i’ve also made three bathroom pitstops of no more than five minutes each. the result of all this industry? i have three empty in-trays and 75 minutes to kill until i can go home.
remind me not to be so fucking productive tomorrow, okay?
don’t be so fucking productive tomorrow, mmmmkay?
yeah, what he said.
don’t work at all! read a book!