I don't work my ass
My morning ritual usually starts out like this: wake up, turn on laptop and check email, find cloths to wear, go brush teeth, take shower, etc. Today though, no sooner had I reached for my laptop when my boss called and asked if I remembered I was supposed to be working this morning. So I abandoned my plans to check my email, scooped up the first clean cloths I could find, brushed my teeth, took a lightening fast shower, and got to work about 15 minutes after I hung up the phone. When I got to the lab, I called my boss in her office to let her know I was here and to apologize again for forgetting; she told me don't worry it's just good to know I'm here now. To use the parlance of my times, how sweet is that? Situations like this are where it pays to be a good employee. Not that I ever plan on forgetting about work again. On the down side, I didn’t have time to pack up my laptop stuff so now I have to surf the net on the lab computers. No bookmarks, no Trillian, no Winamp or Mah Jong. This must be how cavemen used computers.