If my boss asks, I am finalizing deposition issues on a case.
(In other words, I am totally watching the Masters on my computer)
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2:15pm Why do clients think that they deserve my attention while I am watching Tiger Woods putt?
2:30pm: If this client keeps calling, I will be forced to kill someone.
2:47pm: Tiger missing putts and shanking t-shots causes me increased pain. I pass the pain on to my clients as I am less likely to round down my billable time that I am currently tabulating. It's a vicious cycle.
3:16pm: The phone has taken up the last 30 minutes of my life. I haven't been able to pay attention to the Masters. It is sad.
4:10pm: Tiger broke a club. Wow.
5:01pm: I just used a toothache reliever where I bit my lip. This was a horrid idea as my entire tongue is now numb. I'm leaving this and doing the smart thing: drinking.
Thursday, April 09, 2009
The Thursday Afternoon Running Commentary
Posted by The Namby Pamby at 1:57 PM
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