Friday, November 5, 2004

Hats off to you, gentle reader, for surviving another 40+ hours of work. For the more academic types, I fully expect that a hearty 120 hours went into the advancement of knowledge. Of course, if you’re approaching schoolwork as I did, then an earnest 90 minutes of powercramming will do in a pinch.

I’m going to the corner bar for drinks soon, so we won’t have time for a good discussion today. Maybe tomorrow, no? We’re celebrating because a new hire made it through his first week, which naturally warrants an office-wide consumption of beverages. I’m working on streamlining my bar experience. Instead of waiting for my clothes to absorb all the cigarette smoke, I think I will just walk around and offer to put out cigarettes on my shirt.