Martinis, oysters, a broken elevator

Working everyday is a problem. Here’s the kind of mind-numbing hoo-ha I have to deal with on a daily basis:

Scheduling Is Fun!

I’ve zoomed out far enough that you can’t make out details (and so I can’t get fired), but you get the gist. Boring crap that bleeds the creativity out of you and makes you long for the days of 3-martini lunches. What I wouldn’t give for a stash of Irish Whiskey right now.

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