When the working day is done, oh girls, they wanna have fun!
Work was uncharacteristically busy this week due to some poorly timed vacations on the part of my co-workers. Next week promises to be even busier. My job is great when I’m not expected to accomplish anything, but a few times a year, circumstances conspire to create an expectation that I actually do something related to mortgages or spreadsheets or money or some shit and that makes me grumpy.
Sitting at a desk for a living isn’t for everyone. But I am a delicate flower and manual labor is bad for my complexion. So at desks I sit. People pay me to sit at desks. It’s a pretty good deal.
Many people who do not sit at desks for a living tell me that they would consider doing so a fate worse than death. For those who feel this way, this little scene from Bob’s Burgers is for you. After the restaurant gets a bad review from a prominent local food critic, Bob flips through the want-ads and begins to fantasize about what life would be like as an accounts receivable clerk. Enjoy: