I swear. At 11:45am, I looked up and asked if we'd missed lunch. I could have SWORN it was 2:30pm already. *sigh* It's not that there isn't any work. It's just that we're so damn efficient, it's all done, and we're sitting here, staring at each other, and sharing war stories. Sad. Paid to stand around, doing nothing.

And I forgot to go down to the coffee cart while it was still here and get a bagel for lunch; so I had one for breakfast, but you know. *grump* I think I've got some granola hidden around here somewhere.

And I know ya'll are just so fascinated and bored at your own jobs, to sit there and read what isn't going on at mine! :)

Jim

Yup. I'm hungry. And bored. This is NEVER a good combination with me. Either I'm going to eat everything in the damn kitchen...or I'm going to experiment with food.

Either way, dangerous, as I said.

Someone rescue me? I hear the cabinets calling.

CJ