mantra/announcement

guess what?

you don’t know me, but you know me.
i’m the quiet girl at the end desk, making calls between staring into space.
i’ve got loads of priorities, but you aren’t one of them.
i sit in this chair at this desk between getting drunk on weekends.
i’m living and you’re probably dead.

so remember, you don’t pay me to work here.
i collect money off your books to work -there-.