Originally posted by: HearMeRoar
Oh, I can tell you right now.
Not sleeping, though.
I have developed zoning out into an art form. There was a meeting at work where we were discussing remodeling our current office space. I have zero interest in interior decoration. There was one partner who had a great interest in paint and carpet pattern vs. flooring, so he was going on and on. I zoned out. Later in the morning, I got an email from the office manager, thanking me for volunteering to move my office to a different department so construction can go on, with others just taking turns shifting into my now-empty office.
Either I agreed to something without listening, or she's B.S.ing me because all of them know my habit of zoning out. Either case, I'm caught.
P.S. My new space is cold as ice. I like mine a balmy 78. Also, I don't like change.