I have become such a clock watcher! I don’t like this about myself. I’m not lazy; I’m just not challenged at work. The quagmire I face in administrative jobs is whether I want easy, mindless work or something that will fire up the old neurons. I’m torn every day. This feeling might lead to a Wikipedia search of Natalie Imbruglia, then Australia, then travel websites while toying with the idea of an international excursion. Thank God for the Internet!
I look forward to skipping lunch so I can leave the office that much earlier. Then, while at home and killing it on (teen) Jeopardy!, I scorn myself for not actively looking for and applying to jobs that might be rewarding.
I check Instagram, play “Draw Something” (I might be the only person who still plays it) and shop online. I clean and re-clean my desk. I drink cup after cup of tea (I’m trying to eliminate coffee in order not to be a complete office drone stereotype), climb stairs instead of take the elevator to kill time AND burn some calories, and then sometimes dare to apply to jobs from my work computer. The last one is risky, but I sometimes don’t care enough to abstain.
It’s 4:47, which means I have a mere 13 more minutes until I can escape my cubicle. How much time passed, or did I waste, by composing this entry?
*Anyone who has ever worked in an office should see “Clockwatchers.” It’s a good, dark comedy about the mutual sufferings of four office temps.