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2 comments:
We're gonna make a new rule: whenever I'm in here and you hear me typing or whether you don't hear me typing or whatever the fuck you hear me doing in here, when I am in here, that means I am working. That means don't come in. Now do you think you can handle that?
Rol-
A few years ago, while homeschooling 4 children and working on a particularly deadline-intensive set of projects, I pretty much gave a censored version of that speech. Only afterwards did I realize I sounded just like Jack Nicholson. I think I am a bit better at juggling the work/life balance thing, since then.
Oh, the mortification.
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