Somedays

Somedays I sit at work, headphones on and not plugged into anything ( I just need a sound buffer and it keeps people from talking to me while I am zoned into work )

Somedays I create so many piles of paperwork that looks like a wood chipper has been emptied into here

Somedays I climb on and off chairs and my desks as we Ground Hog in the cube farm that I feel like I am in a Jane Fonda video from the 1990’s

Somedays I come in and answer the phone to a man holding a knife and ready to kill himself.

It’s okay; am only really good in a crisis.

Today is one of those days

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