Bored at Work - How NOT to Pass the Time

Today I had a craving for a turkey burger and schlept over to Secret Sandwich in the Design District to get what was named the Best Turkey Burger in the metro area, by the Miami New Times. The people there are super cool, but they take forever (I think this a mixture of them actually being busy and the syndrome I talked about earlier).

My fav lunch is turkey burger, salt vinegar chips and a cream soda, which I spread out on my cluttered desk. As I savored the seasoned turkey, dijonaise and sweet onion brioche bun, I went to my bloglines list to check updates on my favorite blogs. For the most part they are pretty tame (news, gay republicans, white boys in Weho, gossip), but today there was a link to the BEST SITE EVER. A blog that told the story lines of half my favorite internet porn pages, WITH PICTURES.

A great turkey burger and a website of hot, hard naked guys that I can access without my company's adult protection software being triggered put me in a state that I have not been in for a very long time; sporting major wood and drooling uncontrolably behind my desk at work. What a great way to pass the time.

What was not so great was my secretary barging into my office to beg for salt/vinegar chips. Of course the site wouldn't minimize and niether would the tent in my pants. After something about roasted chicken flavored potato chips (ewwww) I verbally shooed her from my office.

When I went to maximize the page it wasnt the same. From now on I need to remember to close the door.