This was my mind yesterday at the temp assignment. Oh, what I’ve been given to do is so simple it’s mind-achingly boring, but the department I’m working in?
I felt like Dorothy in the middle of that twister except I never made it to Oz. People are being moved from cubie to cubie; directives are issued then rescinded; staff is told to go left then immediately afterwards, no go right.
And people wonder why I’d rather make a living writing?