After that there were a few office jobs, from which I mostly learned that there are lots of jobs in which you don't have to do much work and that most of them are chronically boring. I also developed a love/hate relationship with stationary. Most of it is so arbitrary, but some marketing genius has convinced every business/student/entrepreneur in the world that they can't live without it. Like post-its. You can achieve the same thing by sticky taping a square of paper, but no one does. (My favourite pseudo-neseccary piece of stationary is the staple remover. They're addictive. I used to staple things together just so I could remove the staples again. I also like tiny bulldog clips. Why use a regular paper clip when you can use a smaller version of a clip designed to do jobs too big for paper clips?)
At work yesterday I was handing change to a customer and my hand brushed theirs and I thought of this song. I love Darren's songwriting. It's just so clever.
Why I felt so alive I can't quite determine
There could be a word to explain it in German
Some take others home waking up to regret it
We only touched elbows but I'll never forget it
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