this morning #1684.
this morning, the end product of yesterday’s unexpectedly good news at work, after it’d inevitably morphed into last night’s party at the bar, was me awaking to a shaking hangover & the cyclical thought that maybe i ought to start taking my job slightly more seriously. i stood up. mouth of dust. must. get. water. man. my boss clearly thinks of me in more serious terms than i do. believes i’m capable of managing my coworkers. are my coworkers so incompetent that my bare minimum performance is stellar by comparison? we’ll find out soon enough, as it’s about to be my duty to make sure they perform up to snuff. ha! me! i guess we’ll see. maybe this shakeup & a little bit more power is just what i need.