My cubicle is a desk in my house that I get to at 10:30 and leave at 4:30. If I need to take a crap, no one bugs me and I can use my own terlet.
Life is a joke but I refuse to work in an office, and I’m gonna spend as little time possible working because I’d rather be doing literally anything else.
If you survive you get to look at the smaller rectangle box as a reward!
you guys get cubicles?
2026 AD: Man spend hours coding in Rust.
200026 BC: Man spending hours coding in rust…
Read an article in the 90s by a doctor proposing a name for a new disease (I forget). It revolved around the problems we have from sitting on our ass all the time. It’s so bad my doc gets excited when I answer “a few” to “How many time do you get our heart rate up in a week?”
my physiotherapist gave me such a look of disappointment when I told her what my work hours are like after describing my totally unrelated issues to her
then my boss wonders why I don’t want to work as much anymore. maybe the fact that it’s physically painful has something to do with it…
“My heart rate usually goes up while gaming during evenings. Every day for hours.”
Yes… I have adhd. Why do you mention it?
