Ok, it wasn't really a vacation. But I don't think I've done any actual work for about 5 days. Let's flashback to Thursday.
8 hours at the office spent reading Workman's Waste of Time. No, I'm not an especially slow reader, but I had two years of posts to catch up on.
Friday: started out normal. Sitting naked on my bed putting on my makeup. Then, something new. Pain in my ears, then my jaw, then my chest, then my left arm. Minor panic, a few phones calls, and a trip the ER. The good news is, they didn't find anything life threatening. So, most of Friday was spent in the hospital.
Saturday was the usual weekend fare (or is it fair??) - sleeping in, having a nap.
Sunday - a little more of the aforementioned sleeping in and napping.
Now it's Monday. I've been here for 3 hours now. I finished reading Workman's blogs. Now I'm writing one of my own. I should really consider doing some work some time today. Oh, I did make a photo copy a few minutes ago. That counts, right?
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Nah, work blows. Writing at work is a great way to "stick it to the man."
SO what work do you not do now? Selling houses? Hawking old English Beat t-shirts? Twisting and shouting?
Do tell.
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