Sep 10, 2009

Why is it that I can spend all morning wading through budget reports dating back to 2003 with no one looking in on me, but the minute I take a break and start doing something asinine (like sorting M&M's by color before eating them in alphabetical order) my boss stops by to see if I've read the article for journal club?


Liz said...

ha! this is so my life. i'm working like mad on something totally mind-numbing, and then i take a break to go on facebook... and that's when the bosses walk in. love it.

ps: seen any male strippers at your apt. yet? ;)

Monkey Sri said...

I haven't, and I'm beginning to wonder if there really is an All Male Revue in my building. Don't get your hopes up, friend.