Whoever called my job that is crazy. Or always bored.
Seriously, I am at Panera, and I am faced with 2 mind-numbingly boring choices: construct a bibliography using the world's slowest wifi (clogged with pastry and shrieking kids, perhaps?) to google publisher information that I forgot to freaking cut and paste the other freaking day or label archival documents, so that next time I drop them all over the freaking floor, I am not reduced to hysterical tears.
So I choose...neither. Hang on-- let me look through my iPhotos and see if there are any you haven't seen yet...