Working girl

My six weeks as an "office bitch" began yesterday. I'm working at the Alumni Center, and so far, my work has consisted of making copies, formatting spreadsheets and mailing labels, and printing said labels. There is also some light cutting and stapling. Yep, I'd say my higher education is paying for itself...Sarcasm aside, I'm actually kind of enjoying the work. There's something relaxing about it. It's not like doing schoolwork, because quality isn't an issue. There's only one way to print a sheet of labels, so I don't have to stress myself out over doing the task especially well, like I would if I were writing a paper. I can just turn off my brain and listen to my headphones as I do whatever assignment they give me. It reminds me of that Simpsons episode when they go to Japan, run out of money, and end up having to work at a fish-gutting factory. Bart enjoys the repetitive work and feels like he's found his calling: "Knife goes in, guts come out. Knife goes in, guts come out." That's so me at this job. Except with less guts and more Microsoft Office.