another day, another set of haikus.
7:32 am:
eff eff eff eff eff
dammit I’m gonna be late
eff eff eff eff eff
7:38 am:
hot water feels good
still tired. don’t fall asleep in
the shower. again.
7:50 am:
should have ironed shirt
last night. can’t leave home wrinkled
damn my high standards
8:01 am:
even though I’m late
I’ll still rock out in my car
I’m best at air drums
8:16 am:
hope noone noticed
that I walked into a chair
my eyes are half closed
8:25 am:
empty coffee pot
seven syllable swear word
calm down. just make more
8:36 am:
hm, no new e-mails
feel kinda empty inside
does noone love me?
9:14 am:
women have it good
they can wear coulottes and shorts
the draft must be great
9:14 am:
guys are unlucky
pants can get stuffy. but man,
I look good in stripes
10:10 am:
third time to the pot
two packets splenda, creamer
go through the motions
10:49 am:
printer’s not working
system update is needed
uhoh, can’t work, darn.
11:15 am:
I’m told that there is
a passive-aggressive note
in the bathroom. grand!
12:38 pm:
it’s lunch time – awesome
three people, two microwaves
awkward pause. screw it.
12:48 pm:
why does tupperware
get stained by red pasta sauce?
this is serious
12:51 pm:
really, why does it?
it’s truly a bizarre thing
I should google this
1:07 pm:
sigh, the long march back
to my desk to continue
my corp’rate duties
1:27 pm:
my post-lunch coma
is rearing it’s sleepy head
give in to the warmth
1:33 pm:
must make itunes mix
to pump me up and wake me
pass on norah jones
1:41 pm:
went to the bathroom
the passive-aggressive note
was comedy GOLD
4:04 pm:
that itunes playlist
rocked so freakin hard. increased
productivity!
4:45 pm:
most everyone’s gone
so this is how it must feel
post nucle’r fallout
5:49 pm:
I can give up now
or finish this one last page
man up. just do it
5:52 pm:
just checked commute
regretting choice to man up
traffic just got worse
6:04 pm:
crank up the music
continue the air drumming
I’m unstoppable
6:08 pm:
dead stopped in traffic
wonder if guy next to me
has watched the notebook
6:32 pm:
finally at home
take off shoes, takes off pants, shirt
still lookin’ good, me
illuminating.
my personal favorites:
9:14 am:
women have it good
they can wear coulottes and shorts
the draft must be great
6:08 pm:
dead stopped in traffic
wonder if guy next to me
has watched the notebook
you don’t know how good you have it until you’re allowed to wear coulottes. (uh, WHY is that listed in permissible work attire? was the dress code written in 1983?)