Gotta punch in. Gotta get ready. Prepared for the worst, gonna do your best. Getting into the spirit of things. Drink. Take a sip. Drink some more. Type away. Read some emails. Getting ready. Don the suit. Not a power suit, mind you, but a suit nonetheless. Do the stuff. Make sure that your work shoes are on your being, but of course wear sneakers so that they stay pristine.

Sit down. Make sure that the seat is at the right height. Makes sure that all the monitors are working. Turn the computer on. Do what you need to do. Prepare for a deluge of requests that are considered important but are, in reality a waste of time. Make sure that you respond to each one. Marvel at the fact that there are people out there that can’t work out the most basic of things. Marvel at the fact that most of them refuse to read, or pay attention, or both. Then be thankful that these people exist, for without them you would not have a job.

Repeat. Repeat over and over again. Keep on going for weeks on end until you have enough leave to take that three week holiday that you’ve been working toward. Set everything up so that whilst you’re gone everything is covered. Go on holiday.

You experience a great deal of satisfaction whilst you’re gone. You see things that you haven’t been able to see prior and the experience humbles you as you experience these things and wander about unfamiliar territory. You eat great food, interact with great people and come back home with a number of experiences you weren’t expecting.

You’ve a few days off, relax, wander around a bit more and think about how your life has been shaped by the experience that you’ve experienced.

Come back to work and have all of the goodwill wash away in a few minutes as those you had cover your job didn’t do a thing and now you’ve got to catch up. Sure, their work loads do keep them busy, but you split it among enough people so that everyone would have a minor increase that had no bearing whatsoever on their ability to perform.

Spend the better part of a week catching up on all the things that you now need to do, speak to your manager regarding this and see no reprimand to those who agreed. Then get pulled into the office for being behind on the stuff that has been coming in whilst you were gone and despite the boss knowing why, still getting some sort of reprimand.

Have your interest in the job sour, but end up brushing it aside and getting back to work. wet back to putting on a suit and keeping your pristine shoes and opening emails and turning on computers and going home tired and being satisfied by the fact that, whilst you don’t get to enjoy life as much as you want, you get a decent paycheck.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:49:98

I should’ve written about a character by the name of Don The Suit.

Next time.

I had something in mind but it became something entirely different.

How droll.

Written at work.