My Ridiculous Office

Most of my afternoon at work was spent reading Animal Dreams, by Barbara Kingsolver, and listening to some tunes on my iPod. Suddenly, with my keen peripheral vision, I saw a hand to my right. I turned to see if I was needed. It turned out that Ken (one of the attorneys for whom I work) just needed a Post-It note and my desk was conveniently located.

Funny part of the story: It was 3:30, I was clearly not doing any work, and my boss was trying not to DISTURB MY READING!!!

My job is so fulfilling.
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