Currently plumbing new depths with my job - for the last few days, I've been doing data entry. Mindless, boring, repetitive data entry. A task totally beneath me. A task I've never done before in my 20+ years in this industry. Utterly ridiculous. But perhaps the masochist in me kind of likes it. You can switch your brain off, stick some music on, and get into a comfortable pattern of entering the data. Regular short breaks, longer celebratory breaks when you reach certain milestones, there is a certain amount of satisfaction to be found. And boy does time fly. I've been in the office for the last few days, and have been staying until well after 7 pm. And it's been fine. Someone needs to do it, and I'm happy to be the one.
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