cold benefits

i sat at my desk today, waiting for the phone to ring or mr. kool aid to jump through the wall. it was a beach day- 82 with a light breeze and i was inside getting tanned by the halogen haze of ballast lights. i dont dislike work, i just never agreed with it. there is something about wasting 8 hours away doing something i am told is productive to earn a couple hundred legal tender notes to pay for what i am told are essentials for life- microwave food and rent. i am not complaining! believe you me i do rather enjoy food and a roof but i feel trapped in some unidentifiable viscious circle that is threatening to consume me. but on the bright side- the air conditioning was nice and cool today- i never sweated a bead... work is ok.