A blog no one reads that I never update.
Lately at work, I’ve been–if it’s possible–aggressively apathetic. It’s almost as though I’m working on finding new things to be completely uninterested in. For example:
(Coworker returns from client site)
Me: How’d it go?
Coworker: Well, it–
Me: Never mind. I don’t actually care.
(Stunned silence)
I really need to find a new job.
Well, it’s done. I submitted my resume and cover letter to Google today.
I’m not optimistic.
Work has been stunningly, painfully boring lately.
After two hours at work today, I’d already run out of things to do. I should rephrase that–there’s plenty of useless busywork I could create for myself to stay busy: the sort of thing that doesn’t need to be done and no one will notice or care if it happens or not. For obvious reasons, I chose to be bored rather than do any of that crap.
Being bored got boring, so I found a metal bar and smashed two old Zip drives into pieces. One of the pieces flew about twenty feet.
I have five hours before I’m supposed to leave.