"F" is for...

mood: sweaty
music: musiqua ayrabia
random word: hefalump

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...four file cabinents.

What did you think "f" would be for, sillies?

So I had just finished going through 8,000 files (the project for which I was hired) and had no sooner finished stroaking my own ego after having finished a week and a half early when my boss rounds the corner and casually says, "Oh, Caitlin, we found 4 more file cabinents full of service contracts." That's 16 drawers. That's probably over 150 a drawer. That's a big fat capital "F."

My cube-mate and intern friend weren't there today so the lack of talking left me linguistically frustrated and I wrote a poem to keep myself occupied, mentally occupied, that is. It's kind of like something you would find in a picture book for little kids. Behold, how I spent my day...

I was sittting at my desk today

Filing and filing and filing away

Singing the ABC's in my head

I wish I were still asleep in bed

The 8th floor is much too quiet today

There's got to be someone with something to say

I looked at my watch, it was 10:33

Just the perfect time for tea!

I went to the kitchen to fill up my mug

Then into that tin of spiced Chai I dug

"Trade Winds" is the name of the tea

On the can is a picture of a boat out at sea

It looks to me like a pirate ship

I think to myself as I take a sip

Out of the corner of my eye I see

My poster of Johnny Depp winking at me

What fun it would be to be a pirate

Hell, it's Friday, I might as well try it

Around and around I spin in my chair

Like a mate in the crow's nest without a care

I can sail on now for miles

On my pirate ship through a sea full of files...

Thank you, Corporate America, for making it possible for me to dream.