Finally, something.

Granted, it wasn’t much. A one-way web conference with HR at the corporate office. He talked, I (and presumably others) called in and listened. My 5:30 wake up started to creep on me. My lunch, albeit light, digested slowly. The HR guy’s voice, soft and soothing, fell into a rhythm. The low hum of office lighting. The building’s heat pumping into the room. My sweater providing a warm cocoon.

Eyelids grow heavy. Mind starts to go blank. To sleep, perchance to dream. And for a split second, sweet slumber.

Then a jolt awake. My brain screams at me. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, RETARD? ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO FALL ASLEEP AT YOUR DESK ON YOUR FIRST FUCKING DAY? IS THIS WHAT YOU’VE BECOME? GOOD GOD, MAN. YOU’RE PATHETIC.

I’m awake now.