Wednesday, January 20, 2016

A short conversation.

Yesterday was one of those days.

It started early and ended late.

And I was so encumbered by demands on my typing fingers, that I was essentially rendered useless.

There was a  p a r a l y t i c  amount of work to be done.

Accompanied by a Torquemada-like crush of meetings.

Consequently, I ran out around 3:15 to get lunch.

On the way back into the building, I ran into an HR-guy.

"How's it going," he asked.

"Well, I'm eating lunch at almost 4 o'clock," I replied.

He answered as only a bureaucrat could.

A combination of Monty Python and Franz Kafka as written by Arthur Koestler.

"Well, you gotta eat," was his reply.

And he went on his (merry) way.

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