Ok…are you ready? Today is official “Work All Day” day. That means 24 hours of full work. No breaks, no chit-chat, no eating. Just work. Don’t even try to take one of those girly pee breaks…that is against the rules. Food? Water? Pshaw!
Who is with me?!?!
Anyone?
P.S. Yes I know…I broke the rules with the 2.5 minutes it took me to blog this. But come on…I’m doing a public service. You totally would have forgotten National Workaholic Day if I hadn’t reminded you. NOW GET BACK TO WORK!
A LITTLE ENGLISH, A LITTLE NONSENSE, ALL THE EXCITEMENT (OR LACK THEREOF) OF A TWENTYSOMETHING'S LIFE.
PREPARE TO BE AMAZED . . .
HOPEFULLY IN A GOOD WAY
HOPEFULLY IN A GOOD WAY
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2 comments:
boo...
Every day is commute-a-holic and work like an idiot day for me at the moment.
4 hours on trains. 7 hours in an office. 2 hours reading blogs. 1 hour spent in the bathroom.
Where the hell does the rest of the day go?
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