dandelion thoughts

meaningful work

I filed papers for 4 hours at work today, and I wondered to myself about whether or not this action or even my work at my job was going to mean anything to anyone. As I was sitting there rubbing by fingers with a giant finger balm, my boss came downstairs and asked, “well, isn’t it nice to do some mindless work sometimes?”

So, after four years of academic work and enslavement, I achieved the highest honor of performing mindless tasks. yahtzee.

I think this is the point in my life where I realize that I need to be doing something that actually requires thinking.