So I haven't been writing as of late, and I would apologize but I'm not that sorry. I wrote because I enjoyed imagining people reading my whimsical thoughts on life and wishing they could hang out with me all the time. And I was bored. That was a big factor. Now I actually have work to do. In fact, I have this ongoing thing which I have been working on for a while and never seems to end. That sounds like hell to most people, but to the person who made it her job to stalk people on Facebook, it sounds refreshing. It's like her job does end up helping someone. Who that someone is, she has no idea, but it's nice to have that in mind. Makes the hours feel well spent. And I do stalk people, but it actually helps me with my work. I don't have to do it, but I go that extra mile. By the way, go to spokeo.com, look up your name, then get it removed. It's creepy. Totally unrelated. Moving on.
So I take this time out of my busywork to talk to you good people and let you know that I'm here, filled to the brim with sarcasm, cynicism and dry wit. I really do want to entertain you, or at least trick you to read this, but I'm only one person. There's only so much I can do in a 7 hour work day. Our customer database isn't going to update itself, right? I guess you don't know. Or care. More of the not caring, now that I think about it. Yeah, that feels about right.
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