Holy SH*T! I just tricked myself into a honest day's work! I went into my attorney-friend's office all set to do a couple hours of work for this Russian delegation that he has coming in. Cutting name tags, slipping them into small plastic holders and attaching those elastic string; making sure the list was accurate, seperating the tags into different folders...Grunt-work but time-consuming...When I left at 1700, his office mate Wayne says: "Hey, you can PUNCH the clock. Nine to Five! Just like a REAL work day."
Somewhere, a dog barked.
And then I realized that I just did an honest day's work like the rest of the world.
And it scared me.
And I'd done it to myself.
And I wasn't even getting paid.
Friendship and loyalty? Or just abject stupidity?
I may have nightmares about this...
Hope you are well...I'm exhausted after w-W-WOR---OH CHRIST, I can't even TYPE the word...