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work blows. I'm at work. And it is currently blowing. They pay me alot though, and that's a plus, but is it really worth putting up with the degree to which it blows? A difficult question on many levels. So I've come to the conclusion that most work really sucks, but my work sucks even more. this is because I work in a technical, scientific, highly specialized field. When you secure employment in a field such as mine, you can (if you're not prepared) be thoroughly overwhelmed by the amount of what I like to call, mind numbing, socially inept nerd-ites. The nerdites all have several things in common: a distinct indifference toward any sort of social contact, a staggering intellect, which is best illustrated in their propensity to replace casual comments like "hi," and "nice day today," with nerdian equivalents such as snorting and tactlessly staring at their feet, or something shiny. These "people" make it very difficult to get through an entire day of work in that there is absolutely no one to talk to, or have any sort of personal relationship with due to their extreme...how should I say...cyborg-itude. Anyway, I'm at work. And I'm bored as hell. You'd think they'd give me something to do, seeing they're paying me and what not. You'd think they'd find something to occupy the vast hordes of time I have laying in my proverbial lap. Some way to take advantage of the nearly endless potential for productivity in this here cramped cubicle. You'd think they somehow at least acknowledge that I work here. You'd think that, but you'd be wrong. NO instead they've left me to my own devices, by which of course I mean playing video games online and assessing the hygiene of each of my body crevices. That's always fun. Oooh, and sometimes, when Im' here really late wasting time, sometimes, I just go ahead and pick my nose. Sure I admit it. I'm human. I'll wedge a greasy digit up my sinus cavity every once and a while just to see what's cookin in there. And why shouldn't I? Aside from the host of hygenic reasons, and cause its gross, that is. Yeah, so work. Me at work. Aren't I special.
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