Maybe losing that hour of sleep has more of an effect that I originally calculated because I feel as dumb as a rock today. Clearly my mind is revolting against the accelerated pace of the day, and my body isn’t taking it well either since, as far as it’s concerned, I just ate a hamburger at 11:15 in the morning.
At least I’m not alone though: I took The Girlfriend’s taxes to her apartment to be signed the other day and when she noticed the line designated “your occupation” she asked, “What did you put down?”
Me: “I just put legal assistant.”
TG: “I don’t want to put legal assistant. I’m going to put professional.”
TG: “Wait, how do you spell professional?”