Work

Today I counted another 94 grains of grade C dust on the no. 9 key.
Tomorrow I shall concentrate my efforts on the Enter key.
Or ask for promotion.
Maybe one day I will make it to the 3rd or even the 4th floor (the pinacle).
I am so engrossed in the corporate rat-race that I have almost lost sight of my own mortality (it must be in another partition, more to the left, between terminal boredom and revenue recognition anxiety)...