The office has been infected. Something is in the air. I just blinked my eyes and it took 1 full minute (at least) for them to open. We need a Red Bull machine in the place.
And the only candy that would help me maintain, Lemonheads, was not to be found at the 2nd floor cafeteria, damnit. I just love the sweet mixed with the tart.
Even my boss is in a haze, but everyone’s too busy to just stand around and chatter-patter. I’m plodding through a report, but it’s taking forever to finish.