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Sunday

A lot of people on the phone are telling the phone
goon King of Birdbrains that, big surprise to us all,
it's Sunday!

He shared this with me.

It's 10am already, and the vast majority of my
paperwork is done. In fact, checking with Pink Shirt
Guy, all of the paperwork that doesn't depend on
others is done. Hee.

This means that aside from working on the one
spreadsheet and checking people in and out, I'm
booooored -- except, of course, for talking to people
who don't think they have problems but they actually
do -- and, of course, for telling the King of
Birdbrains to not stand ON his chair (I think he was
talking to someone in another part of the call
center)...

Oy. Is it lunchtime yet?
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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