Be Careful What you Wish for

I’ve been bored at work for as long as I can remember and wishing for busy. Not make-work, stab myself in the eye with a pencil work, will do anything to avoid doing this work work. Well… I got what I wished for. I can’t believe that it’s Friday tomorrow. Suddenly there’s not enough hours in a week. I brought work home to do tonight and then I thought…bull shit to that. I don’t get paid enough to do that. I might go in on the weekend – that I don’t actually mind as much, but working at home after 8 hours at work, no merci. I’m tired. CSI’s on. I’m out.