Workin' for the Weekend (& the Whiskey)

The law firm apparently sees something in me (ha!)

because they gave me a promotion, raise, & office after my first week.

Even with all that cushiness, work is rough. 

My hours kind of suck & I work on Saturdays. 

Not at conducive to my party lifestyle, obvi.

Plus, dealing with the average person is...

hard.

I also have different viewpoints on bankruptcy

than do the people I work with. 

(That's not random: it's a bankruptcy law firm.)

I understand that sometimes bad things happen to good people, 

but that's not really what I'm seeing at work. 

It's pretty widely-known that I'm a good ole elephant, politically, 

so you can draw your own conclusions as to my 

feelings concerning the kind of person I see daily. 

In short: I'm sympathetic to their plight, but also not really. 

Some days, 

I can barely make it to my break

so I don't explode a la Office Space. 

I've been seriously contemplating the ramifications

of stealing creamers from the break room.

(Please understand that reference.)

I take my break time seriously, 

which is why today sucked so entirely

because I spent my lunch hour getting my car fixed.

But usually, 

I try to find somewhere quiet, steal their internets, Facebook a little, 

and listen to some muzak. 

Here's a little of what I've been listening to lately, just to make it through the work day:

Do you have a lunch-hour routine?

On another note, does anyone out there actually enjoy their coworkers?

(Please let me know, so I have some hope for the world.)