Friday, and what am I still doing here?

Okay, it’s Friday, it's the day before a holiday, I’m still sitting here at work, and nobody else is. It’s so quiet I can hear my stomach grumbling. I can hear the air moving through the empty elevator shaft. I can hear someone sneaking up behind me....! (that was close!)

So why am I still here?

I don’t know. I plan on going home soon. And then I have the entire next week off. I don’t have to be back until 01/03/05.

05 I tell you!

Can you believe it’s almost the year 2005 already? And let me say right now, one of my New Years resolutions will be to start calling this year “Twenty-oh-five” not ‘two thousand and five.” I mean, it wasn’t “one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine” was it? No, it was “’nineteen ninety-nine” so, if you skip 2000 for ease, 2001 should have been “twenty-oh-one” then “twenty-oh-two” and so forth.

Say it aloud....19, 20....it makes sense.

Okay, yes, I know I've gotten off track here. And I also know that nobody will do this until some schlub on TV says it one time, then everybody will suddenly be saying it as if it had always been that way.

I know there are far more important things to be worrying about than this.

What the hell am I still doing here? I’m going home now.

This concludes this week's broadcast.