Day 10

Day 10

I get an early start, but I'm still dicking off a lot. I see my second pair of wadded-up panties lying on the sidewalk. What a sweet job, I think. My nineteen year old boss calls me up and says that our crew is in second place productivity-wise, and to keep up the good work. I respond to this praise of my professionalism by sitting in my car and reading the comics page for twenty minutes. A little later, I have lunch with my friend Charlotte and we see a coworker of mine, a genuine weirdo who, oddly enough, has had run-ins with a number of other people I know. After lunch I go back to work for another hour or so but am chased away by the rain.