Friday things

Apparently if you don't really like to work, you should get a job in a workforce center. I don't get it. My office is located in the workforce center, and their hours truly mystify me. The sign says they are open from something like 8:00-5:30, but the parking lot isn't ever full until 8:45 and it is completely empty by 4:45. The building seems absolutely empty on Fridays. Maybe I am seeing it weird, since I don't work in a tiny cubicle in the main room, and since I don't work for anyone here. My company just rents an office here, and all my co-workers are spread out over two states. So, I sit in my corner office, as a completely independent viewer of what I see in this building. Of course, the nice thing is that no one here works with me, so no one really cares if I show up at 8:30 and leave at 4:15 and take a 90 minute lunch. I love my independence.
On another note, isn't it interesting that when I don't work long hours, I am simply enjoying my independence? However, when other people do it, I just think they are lazy or something. I make hypocrisy fun!
So, according to my reader, (yes, you, person who is so bored that you actually read this crap and you even took a silly poll, I appreciate it, thanks!), my excuse for not blogging for a while should be that I was in rehab.
Well, sure, yeah, I was in rehab. I mean, you know how it is. You start drinking and writing wildly fantastic things about Canada Day, and the next thing you know, everyone says you have a problem. Rehab keeps you busy, and then sobriety creates bland blogs.
On another note, really? Rehab was your favorite answer? I really thought the Adult Video Awards one was pretty funny, I could have written pages on that.
Well, back to work (if I don't sneak out of here at noon...). Lots of strange people to meet with.