Today I found the true meaning of writer's block. I sit staring thinking of maybe something poniant are amusing which has happened and I cannot think nor remember of one. Maybe it's because nothing has happened which could be. So I sit here listening to colleagues talking about how sweet the apples are from Marks & Spencers at the moment, have I been eating enough fruit, I think to myself. Now I see a senior consultant rock in at 1:30pm and nobody batters an eyelid, damn part-time seniors, jealousy overcomes me as I know outside the sun is shining and it's quite warm, wanting it to beat down on my own pale translucent skin for some sign of I've been out in the sun, alas I am locked away on the fourth floor of this office block looking at the 'ants' and 'Matchbox cars' drive along the main roads surrounding the Town hall.

Even with the temporary lapse of overrall council concentration with a fire alarm today, I managed to sneak away for 20 minutes to grab coffee and something to eat this morning, only to find my lighter not wanting to light my own cigarette, and me not wanting to patiently stop someone with a lit cigarette to ask for a light I place it back into the pack and walk back to the office block to see the 'wage-slaves' are lining up and walking back into the grey monolith. So as a true conformist during the week I join the endless line of dull faces and walk up the flights of stairs to get back to my desk. Laughter echoes about the walkways, their laughter is unamusing - they laugh at silliness and it feels that they only laugh because the job they face has become so mundane and lifeless that they need to recognise some sign of happiness (for example my colleagues are talking about drinking water and laughing about that, although one did say 'On a hot day I can swallow, I can tell you that much.') of their life which dulls them down 5 days a week.

So I'm part of the cogs of process and when people now ask me what I do, I don't say what I do with pride, HR is not a totally fulfilling job I have realised again, alas I stick with it to pay my way and get me to the next week etc. etc. etc.

So maybe I should apply for that job I have in mind while I scoff at myself some more....

Alt-tab is a sign that you can multi-task your laziness at work too.