You're sitting at your desk in the corporate overlords' lair... it's 67 degrees and sunny outside... you can hear the band playing on the outdoor stage across the street at the Belmont... if you crane your neck just right, you can SEE the band from your desk chair... and you have a deadline at the end of the day for a client document.
Welcome to Hell, princess.

aw. hang in there, sweetie. try not to hurt anybody.
ReplyDeleteThe silence you hear is me, trying my hardest not to engage with anyone ;-)
ReplyDeleteAwww... I kinda miss those days and that view and that Mel. :)
ReplyDeleteYour seat in Hell awaits, my darling.
ReplyDeleteLOL This is sooo true. Just the faint sound of live music makes my cat-like ears perk up!
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