Who me?

Today I am being bad at work. Usually I do what I am supposed to do: show up on time, take my one hour lunch without coming back late, always leave on time and never shave a few minutes off the end of the day (much to Kathy’s chagrin, as she waits downstairs in the car for me). In short, I am a model employee. Sort of.

Today is different. I am being bad. A few weeks ago, a professor electrocuted himself and died. As a result, every single employee has to go to “Safety Training”. So here I sit, in an auditorium with hundreds of other people. Am I carefully listening to this guy’s lame jokes and boring exposition of the history of his particular state agency? Am I fascinated by his sparkling Powerpoint? Not exactly. I am blogging my way through this penance.

A few other people attended the “training” the other day, so I was forewarned. As I look around the room, though, I don’t see any other laptops lit up. I would do my office email, but for some reason, the Lotus Notes script won’ run, maybe because I am working wirelessly. I’ll have to find out about that.

This is a wonderful thing, though, wirelessness. Especially when you want to be bad at work.