Friday blues

Even though its Friday - I've got a medium-sized case of the work blues this afternoon - mostly because this afternoon is going by sooooooooo slooooooooow. I'm sure that there's a few of you out there that will agree with me. So Jenn's decided that she's going to rant a little.

I know that the best way to make this day go by fast is to work - work like a demon and look up at the clock and go "Oh, it's six already? I didn't even notice." But the truth is, I've never been one of those people. Now that's not to say that I'm not a hard worker. I like doing a job well and I like other people acknowledging that I do a job well. But what about the days when you have the blues? When you're so tired you can't keep your eyes open? Is it okay to not be as productive?

Some will say yes, just don't let any managers see you. Some will say no - maybe these are the folks who never watch the clock. I'm not sure. I think somewhere in the back of my head I can always see my father - frowning at the thought of me daydreaming or emailing friends or sufring the web at work.

They say that people should take a walk around the office when they get into a rut, but I never do that. It may have something to do with the fact that my office isn't much bigger than a railroad apartment in Queens. We have no vending machine. Most days it's fine - today, I sort of wish there was something to distract me.

I overheard this conversation once between two people around my age on the bus. The one guy was saying how he quit smoking. The girl was telling him how great it was. And he said, "Yeah, but..." and then made the single best arguement for smoking that I've ever heard. He said that when he used to smoke, he used to stop working every couple of hours and take a cigarette break. The time allowed him to cool out a bit, and his head felt clear when he returned to his desk. Now that he doesn't go out for smokes, he finds that he doesn't stop - because when is it a good time to stop working? There really isn't - just lunch time and leaving at the end of the day. And I have to say - this kind of sucks. It's one more thing in corporate America - we can't even find five seconds to get a cup of coffee.

Maybe I should just stop whining and take a walk to Dunkin Donuts or the deli across the street. Maybe the fresh air will do me good. But either way, I guess I just felt like seeing if anyone else was as bored as I am on this very looonnng Friday afternoon. At least I killed ten minutes writing this.