Really. Sure, the odds are against me. Sure, I'm good enough at math to not bother even playing. I need to win anyway. In general, I like my job, and the people I work with are competent and capable, but some days, they just need to chill the fuck out. I refuse to stress out over a demo that we've done 30+ times before. Yes, I'm aware it could go wrong, but the evidence, anecdotal as it may be, suggests that we're going to be just fine. Now quit worrying about it, or at the very least, quit fucking calling me, because no, I'm not worrying about it, I'm not going to worry about it, and I'm not going to worry about you worrying about it. It's a non-problem. It problema non grata (and no, I don't want corrections, I don't give a shit that I'm abusing a thousand year dead language). I. Don't. Care. Really. I don't.
I guess that makes me a bad person. Hey, maybe it even elevates me to the status of 'Not a Team Player.' Allow to invoke the apathy card again. If being a team player means getting worked up over nothing, I'm all about solo activities.
It'd be nice to have so much money that I could get up when I wanted, spend an hour just stretching, eat a leisurely breakfast, exercise for a bit, and if I felt like it, come in and deal with computers because I was bored.
I guess that makes me a bad person. Hey, maybe it even elevates me to the status of 'Not a Team Player.' Allow to invoke the apathy card again. If being a team player means getting worked up over nothing, I'm all about solo activities.
It'd be nice to have so much money that I could get up when I wanted, spend an hour just stretching, eat a leisurely breakfast, exercise for a bit, and if I felt like it, come in and deal with computers because I was bored.