Work Day

Now I stare blankly. What should I do to get through the day? I bought a rootbear soda instead of a coffee and it is not helping me think. I have a meeting in an hour, which really means I have about five minutes to kill. Transit time, you know? Plus, I want a good seat. One where the top guns can see me, but where they cannot tell I'm half asleep.

That is one of my tricks for appearing alert and keen. Another is to feverisly write notes during a presentation, notes about grocies, tasks, chores, and shit like this driveling story.

I do have one task fo do for my team. I need to create a spreadsheet table filled with sloppy, incomprehensible, e-mail responses to a request from someone I don't know, about things that make little pracital sense. Some people choose not to work because they believe the outcomes of their efforts are meaningless. I chose not to work because they effort itself is meaningless.