What is it about the Coldplay song Clocks that gets to me? Ever since the first time I heard it, it has put the chicken skin on me. Goosebumps, that is. There is just nothing else like it to these ears. It makes me feel a certain way that I can't describe.
Work sucks tonight. It is painfully obvious that no one is really interested in being here tonight. The work is just not getting done like it could and should be. People are trying to take advantage of the fact that I am running two departments tonight. I have been breaking up little groups of people from talking and goofing off all night. It's exhausting. I really, really hate having to babysit. It's not what I get paid for doing. Now, I'm more than ready to get the hell out of here, but I know that I have a job to do, and I get paid to do it until 11:30 PM.
Well, break is over. Back to it. Everyone have a good night.