just to say "David Bananas Foster Wallace"
and immediately muting myself again,
then turning off my camera
while the team shares screens.
it is my finely-honed (weird) sense of humor
that helps me survive the dystopian
and desiccated times in which we find ourselves.
pretending to care is the tough part of the job,
so revealing that you don't with an awkward pun
is so refreshing, because most of the time
time is a construct yet the world is still ending,
which means it has a timeline, but I digress.
while I try not to draw attention to myself,
a perfectly timed play on words,
mixing literature with dessert
is just what Doc Brown ordered.