yesterday when leaving work, I cheerily called out to my coworkers “have a great weekend”. Unfortunately it was not true, so this morning I’m “happily” off to work for another day of fun. Will get to practice writing more doggerel.
It turns out that the recipients of my poetry were talking to everyone else “is this for real” type conversations. But anything that brings a laugh in the midst of a huge boring task is good, so I continue and they are not complaining. And management keeps assigning me more and more of the reviews so obviously they are not upset.