fool (epilogue)

15 minutes to go on my day and i did *NOTHING*.

I did two little jobs. A sum total of less than half an hour of work -- perhaps less than 20 minutes of work -- in a 10 hour work day.

I could have clocked in this mourning, gone back home, then come back to the office to clock out. Instead, I've been sitting here like a sucker, revisiting the same 5 websites over and over again.

Sure, I could have made a few phone calls and gotten some work on my desk. But for what? It's the same money, whether I've got investment bankers breathing down my neck or whether I'm just reading poorly written reviews on "Aint-It-Cool"...