Working Along the Day-oh.

So I just got back from Autocrat in RI, where everything, including, now, me, smells like coffee. It was delectable.

It's a funny thing about going on site somewhere. It's great when you stay there until, say, 2pm. Then you can just go home justifiably thinking to yourself, "Well, 3 and a half hours is almost a full day." And then, if that doesn't quite sit well, reassuringly telling yourself that you'll most likely work a little more when you get home knowing that you're not, under any circumstances, going to do that.

But when you leave at 11, having gotten there at 9:30, mind, it's a little harder to convince yourself of that. Perhaps, if you were alone you would do it, if not only because everyone back at the office thinks you'll be at the site all day. However, when you're with someone else, it's harder. Even if that someone else is not going back to the office, you know he calls there quite a bit. So finishing early is just as bad, if not worse, than finishing a little later than you had originally anticipated.

So here I sit, with literally an hour's worth of work to do, until 5, all because the last person who worked at Autocrat did an exceptional job. Say La Vee.