Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Passing the time.

Even when I have really large amounts of work to do and papers are piling up on my desk and around, I still find time to IM and check TMZ every 15 minutes for fear that I miss something as life changing as Lindsay Lohan's bare pussy lips on a sailboat or maybe Victoria Beckham looking haughty while eating sushi in Milan.


I love to talk but what I really love about IM is that you don't HAVE to talk.

Here are two excerpts from two different and wonderful conversations about....nothing.

My favorite thing to talk about.




2 comments:

the damn boy said...

I see I'm not the only one addicted to IM-ing at work.

What the real event is, however, is trying real hard, with obvious attempt, to stifle a laugh stemming from an IM conversation, in a quiet dead office with coworkers traipsing around like sharks.

I tend to bust out in laughter at hearing about who farted during sex, and with tears streaming down my face, try unsuccessfully to continue typing in Excel while passing it off as if I was only emotional about the work.

Brandy said...

We are a generation of internet addicted workers. I'm proud to be a part of the team.