thegreekdog wrote: Maugena wrote:
thegreekdog wrote:As I trudged into the elevator on my way to the office today, I contemplated why I was expected to work Monday through Friday?
And then I contemplated why there were Mondays and Fridays in the first place? Who determined that a week should be seven days and why?
And then I thought about who determined that a day is 24 hours and why?
And just when I started thinking about why someone decided on the amount of minutes in an hour, I got to my floor?
Other than thoughts about my elevator being slow (or my mind being extremely, lightning fast thanks to my public education), do you guys think of stuff like this?
Why anything, TGD?
Where did you get that picture of me?
That handsomely suave gent is you?
Friendly tip -
You should probably close the blinds when you're in the bathroom.
Scatter me into the wind, drifting for eternity, forever undone.
Blissfully through with reality's unacceptable nature and apparent being.