Signs of a miracle. Or an apocalypse. Whichever.

I had a lunch break. Two days in a row. And people witnessed it and are marking their calendars with it.

Because apparently I grow out of my chair and farm vegetables under my desk so that I don’t have to leave to go eat.

Funniest part is, people don’t recognize me when they see me in the cafeteria. Like, no one expects me to move my pudgy pork-roast butt from my supremely uncomfortable office chair in my spider-filled cube.

I’d love to say it’s a new habit but it’s just a break between product/campaign launches, of which I hear I have five next month. Squee.

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