Working overtime
Did I mention that I don’t like doing overtime? It sucks and you just don’t get the right kinda money out of it. Sure, I can take some days off (well, I should start to think in weeks) but in the end, it really sucks. I just don’t wanna be the first to arrive in the office and the last to leave. See, I don’t have a problem working longer than I have to if I’ve got to finish things. What I really hate, though, is the slowly trickling information flow. I could stay home for a week and finish all the piled work within a few days without even beginning to sweat. Result: I’m doing overtime for nothing because I spend most of my time with waiting, doing things I have to undo later on, and doing private stuff.
That’s not the worst, though. Guess what! Every time I’d like to create a new post here something happens. Murphy is absolutely right. So, you think I’ve written this short piece of text within a three-minute time frame? If so, you’re damn wrong. Actually, I’ve tried for nearly six hours to get it done. I really love work (when there’s nothing to do, of course). Bah, I had some other things in mind when I began writing but I’ll come up with them later. See ya.
