I won’t be at work tomorrow; I’m calling in sexy.
Is it possible to spontaneously combust from trying to suppress meanness, cynicism, condescension, and general indifference? I might be in trouble. If you’re scheduled to be in _____, Brooklyn between the hours of 915am-730pm tomorrow, you might want to wear a poncho.
I’m as flawed as the next person, but why does work seem to bring out the worst in other people? Or is it just a delusion I’m living under that I’m good at my job, I care about doing a good job, and other people simply needed a reason to put pants on during the day?
I never watched the show ‘Seinfeld’, but when I discovered this clip, I became a fan. Okay, not a fan, but I like this clip.
The lesson I see most needed almost everyday is this: We don’t live in a bubble (though I hear that’s another ‘Seinfeld’ episode altogether). We live in a society. We should act that way.
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Image: Keith Haring, Exploding Head,1983. (Source)