Confession Time Again (Victory Soap v. 2.0)

Confession Time Again

I don't want to go to work ANY MORE.

Really, why do we do this to ourselves? Are all the sitcoms and cubicle jokes worth it?

Posted on June 4, 2007 7:05 AM | Permalink

Comments (4)

silvermine

I have no idea. I don't want to go to work either.

One thing I did that helped was I had a meeting outside on a pretty day two weeks ago. We just walked around outside while we talked. (It was a meeting that lent itself well to this).

It helps that our campus at work is pretty -- flowers and trees and stuff. And there are nice sidewalks.

On the other hand I got a tiny sunburn. :P

Posted by silvermine | June 4, 2007 12:00 PM

Posted on June 4, 2007 12:00

Jeffro

I wish I had the answer. Going to work pays for the hamburger, but if I didn't go in long enough, they'd haul me away and feed me. Maybe I'd even get basic cable.

Posted by Jeffro | June 5, 2007 5:35 PM

Posted on June 5, 2007 17:35

Laura(southernxyl)

I emailed my husband last year and told him I had an idea: we'd wait for my employer to shut down (which was to happen in a few months), I'd get my severence, we'd sell the house and all our stuff, buy a couple of sturdy backpacks, and there we'd be. Kid's in college, she'll be all right. I just hadn't worked out what to do about the cats. He emailed back one word: "Saute." I suppose with some diced onion and mushrooms....

Posted by Laura(southernxyl) | June 5, 2007 7:46 PM

Posted on June 5, 2007 19:46

Andrea Harris

Nah -- too stringy. Slow braise in broth with a bit of white wine...

Posted by Andrea Harris | June 5, 2007 8:30 PM

Posted on June 5, 2007 20:30