As if I didn't already feel totally demoralized, I have to spend my Friday afternoon tied to this sticky desk, trying to stay awake between unintelligible phone calls. Instead of a life raft it's a low-morale drift. If only arrogance could make the time pass faster! I'd become as arrogant as can be. Well, no, I wouldn't, but if whining could make the time pass faster I'd be all set.
I really am trying to focus on work this summer, but it's so un-motivating to essentially waste the day sitting here, waiting for the phone to ring. There's no redeeming value to it: I'm learning nothing. I'm not learning about the company or its customers; I'm not learning about reception; I'm not even learning to multitask.
Maybe I can take this time to try and levitate- I mean- MEditate. I don't think it could hurt, and I sure could use the emotional stability.
And now I only have another half hour to go.
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