Waiting

A friend from England was in town today, so we arranged to meet up after work. Unfortunately, because he works for a bank, that meant I spent two hours waiting in the International Finance Centre for him to come out.

Only boring people get bored

But I'm very bored.  Very bored indeed.  I've spent all day trying to do something dull with a spreadsheet, and the only spice in this lacklustre task is that whatever dull thing I did with that selfsame spreadsheet two months ago, somebody somewhere else has changed something so that dull thing no longer does what it did.  What am I doing with my life?