So I was talking to one of the partner's here in the office about the documents I'm working on this week, and he told me to ask some of the other architect's for help on it. 'Don't waste time reinventing the wheel,' he says to me. And I start thinking about this. It's not like it would be particularly difficult to reinvent the wheel would it? Can't take that much time really. I mean, any old gap-toothed Neanderthal with a cacao bean hangover could do it. You just roll a round rock down a hill. No, no, it was the axle that was the difficult part I'm sure. Some clever bastard must have come up with that one. All those bearings and shafts and whatsits. I was riding on a bus in Morocco once when the axle fell off, so obviously the techniques are still being refined.
I tuned back in to what my boss was saying at this point, just in time to be summarily dismissed from his office having no idea what he'd just told me to do. Which is why I'm sitting here describing the experience, rather than, well, working. See, it all makes sense. Really it does. And it's all alright.
I'm not a slacker, my mind's just flighty.
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