Sometimes, around 4:30 pm, I don’t know if I will ever make it ’til 5:30. I know “it’s only an hour away” but you forget that it was proceeded by 9 hours. And so, it’s not just “one more hour” it’s “one more hour after I’ve already done 8.” And honestly, I don’t know if I can hold on.
I sometimes feel as though I will spontaneously burst before the clock actually says 5:30. Either that or my butt will fall through the netting of my ergonomic chair and I will collapse on the floor begging for someone to “just drag me to the door, or my car, if it’s not too much trouble.”
And then I think about the movie Office Space, and how everyday I spend in a cubicle makes that movie just THAT much funnier. And that much sadder.
And then, just as I am about to pull a Michael Bolton on the copy machine, a bubble drops gently on desk. And I see some coworkers with promotional bubble necklaces around their necks.
Will they show me where the bubble necklaces are?
Yes, they will. They are in the back closet.
Do I get my very own bubble necklace?
Yes, I do.
Take as many “Enchanted” bubble necklaces as you’d like.
And do I somehow find a way to make it to 5:30 by avoiding my work and trying to take a picture of myself AND a bubble as it comes out mid shot.
YOU TELL ME.