Even coworkers get the blues

We'll do this right quick, because we don't really talk about what we really do in these here parts. So we'll do this in metaphor-speak, sort of.

Say you're 8. And when you're 8, you don't feel like going to school. So when you're 8, you wait until your parents leave for work, and then you decide to maybe miss the bus. Then you stay home and you don't tell anybody all morning.

And then maybe your teachers, sh*t, maybe your fellow li'l third-graders, begin to worry so, so the school calls you at home and leaves a message on your answering machine, which we guess people still have.

Anyway, the school maybe leaves a message reminding you that it's a school day and nobody called you in sick. So miraculously, 10 minutes later, your parents call your school to tell your teacher and fellow students that you are indeed sick, and you won't be in school for the day.

Forget that thing you had to do first thing in the morning, that of course one of your fellow students steps in for you, again. Nevermind that school starts everyday at 8:15 and this all happens a li'l before lunch.

Nevermind all of this, really. Because when you're 8 and you do this, this normally means an ol' hammer to the chest, or at least a good talking to so this doesn't happen when you're a grown adult and pulling the same sh*t at work.

Just saying.

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Currently listening to: Harry Hood (Phish).