 Corporate Whoring. Thursday, July 28, 2005 I have a clock in my office that for the past 2 years as been stuck at 5:04:42. I don't have an excuse for not replacing the battery, it throws everyone who comes into my office 'off.' I usually say something stupidly witty like...'it's always 5 o'clock somewhere...here!' Which ellicits some banal worker-relationship giggle. I think the clock standing still is a fucked-up reminder of how much time all of us gray mice spend on the job and how meaningless our corporate lives, for the most part, are. Me at work, Lomo LC-A. Kodak E100, cross-processed. Comment (9) | Permalink |
