I've been in the office for about one hour. So far I've only opened up the applications I need, and about ten minutes ago, I remembered what I was working on when I left yesterday.
You should see me on a Monday morning. As I'm trying to flirt my brain awake with coffee (but it's instant coffee, and that's not real coffee), I'm going back to Friday in my memory to find out what I was working on before the weekend. This happens pretty much every week, and I still haven't started writing down on Fridays what I've done during the week. But I'm quite happy with this, because it means I don't bring the work home with me. When I leave the office, the work stays inside. It sees me go away, and it waves, hoping I will look back and wave too. But I don't. Because I 'm back the morning after. Downing poor instant coffee, feeling that it doesn't contain as much caffeine as real coffee.
Joey: You know how Monica feels about low fat mayonnaise?
Monica: It's not mayonnaise!
- The one that could have been, Friends
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