how's it gonna be

I have approximately 36 hours of work that needs to get done on Wednesday. I can already see how it's gonna go down.

I will go in at 9am. I will come home around 1am. That is 16 hours. A long damn workday, I think you'd agree. The Man is getting his money's worth.

I will still come up approximately 20 hours short of getting done what I need to get done.

I will have an iced coffee from New York's premier coffee bar, and a shaken iced tea lemonade from the world's leading purveyor of caffeinated beverages. These will ease my pain a little.

I will fuck off at my desk for about 23 minutes total: bullshitting, checking facebook, crossing the line with questionable jokes directed at co-workers.

I will also waste about 54 minutes spinning my wheels: forgetting what I was about to do, getting up and walking to someone's office only to find they are not there, putting out stupid fires that shouldn't have ever started in the first place, throwing my 2 cents into someone else's discussion without being asked, soothing immature colleagues.

I will probably pee twice.

I will leave the building twice for a total of 19 minutes, once to go get lunch and once to go get my iced tea lemonade. Other than that, I will not see the sun. I will not look out a window for even a second.

Someone will give me attitude and I will tell them to calm down. Someone else will ask for my opinion on something, then vehemently disagree with it when I give it.

There will be at least one moment of panic when we all think something is fucked up and it's too late to do anything about it. There is a 50% chance that it will really be fucked up and it will be too late to do anything about it.

News will continue to spread that someone has quit. There will be intense gossip about it and then it will die down.

After I leave for work in the morning, I won't see my kid until the next day. My wife will express her intense dislike for my schedule during a phone conversation around 9pm.

I will be too overwhelmed and pressed for time to even fantasize about a better way of life.

Thursday will be worse.