Not guilty

These little bloggie posts have been great brain breaks from work.

I can only stare at spreadsheets for so long. I have to pause to activate the other side of my brain again, if only for a few moments.

And, even though, I can whip out a bloggie post in about 5 minutes, and its really no different (its better actually) than a coffee break or a cigarette break that some take...sometimes I feel guilty for doing it at work.

I am the boss and all. Supposed to be setting a high standard, you know.

So I am in the midst of lowkey guilt trip as I tippy type a post (that I have not posted yet), and while thinking of the right word, I glance over to my side.

And I see that my colleague (another boss type) is engaged in a very rousing game of Solitaire.

Just for that I am posting two posts this afternoon.
With pics.