It’s My Job, I Guess
Once again my boss puts me in charge of a big project that really has nothing to do with work itself. I can’t even remember what the last thing was, but I remember it took way too much time out of my week. This time I am in charge of buying all new office furniture. The whole office is going to be redone, and I’m the one picking out what we are going to spend the money on. Why me? Do I look like some home redecorator to them? I just don’t get it. But, whatever, I get paid either way. But next week I’ll end up being far behind on my actual work.
