I’m taking a short lunch break now, wolfing down a sandwich and catching my breath. It’s been unusually busy at work. Today, I’m in charge of getting a brief out the door. So now we are in what I like to call the brief’s “eye,” that lull between the time we hand the brief to our Pitney-Bowes copy center and the time (several hours later, usually) when we get it back.
I’ve come to the startling conclusion that at my office, sloth and mediocrity are richly rewarded. Those who work hard are rewarded with…. more hard work…!
The only way I’ll be able to extricate myself from this situation is to take a job elsewhere, where I’m not known, and where I can perfect my steer standing in the road/deer caught in the headlights dumb, blank stare! Because no one here is buying it!