That's what I've been missing.
That's the thing that's been pissing me off about the typical nine-to-five workday situation.
My eight hours aren't the same as someone else's eight hours.
Where they could be sitting and staring at the computer screen with glazed over eyeballs, I just knocked out my entire day's worth of tasking.
And yet we're both making the same amount of money.
And they're sitting there dumb and happy.
And I'm sitting here dumb and angry.
I just wanna rip the bandaid off and get about my day.
They're content to just let the bandaid fall off on its own.
Fuck.