day 11095: the brillance of men
It's Sunday. It's not yet ten in the morning. I should be spending the day chilling on my balcony in my new hammock instead of working.
Outside the monkeyco office, there are hordes of grown men playing street hockey and high fiving each other. I'm six stories up, I can hear the sticks on the pavement and the boisterousness of men who clearly don't have anything better to do with their lives except to play early morning street hockey...
Guys, it's bad enough I have to work today, but did you have to rub it in as well?
Life isn't fair.
[ed note: Hm...maybe I should take a break later and bring the boys a beer...]