After reading the article, I feel good about my life. I am expected to do my job within the guidelines of society. I am always accessible, but my boss has never asked me to carry my BlackBerry in my anus. I also realized that between work and planning and 20 consectutive busy weekends, I haven't been able to spend a whole lot of quality time in the restroom. But I am never asked to "go" on command when a client wishes to contact me. How long does it take for voice mail to pick up? Thirty seconds? That's pressure to perform.
So, today, when you're running around trying to get things done, stop and remember that things could be a lot worse. You're not on the front lines in Iraq, we found a cure for smallpox, and you don't have a Motorola in your colon.
3 People Care:
Hahahaha, hey Lindsay is back!
"motorola in your colon", classic!
Gives a whole new meaning to "crack-berry".
Thank you. Notice I avoided the obvious vibrate-mode joke. I'm classy.
Fuck, all you need is Rey-Rey and Little Tiny playing with the camera feature up in there going, "Yo, look who Katie Couric up in here? That's right, my bitch, you're Katie Couric!"
"Where the hell my pictures of Suri Cruise bitch?!"
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