indessed roscivs

I’m not the kind of guy who can’t take vacations, who has to be working at every moment of every day. I can certainly appreciate some time off and spend it relaxing, successfully forgetting about the papers piling up on my desk back in the office.

But I’m also not the kind of guy who can be without a job for very long. If I didn’t have a job, I’d probably go insane quite quickly, even if all my physical needs were adequately taken care of. I simply need to be doing something productive. So yesterday, when I got off the bus and headed up to my office building, I was practically skipping with sheer delight of being back—back to the daily grind, the fun coworkers and the inane coworkers, the office politics, and everything else that “work” means.

Of course, it will only take a few days before I’m once again back in the routine, no longer with a big smile on my face as I enter cubicleville one more time.

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