I’ve finished all of my work for the night as well. An hour and a half until anyone else comes in- I could fart and pick my nose right now and no one would notice. Ever feel that kind of freedom at work? I mean- seriously. Think about it. During the day you have to do things that are socially acceptable. Heaven forbid if you cut a big one near a co-worker. And forget about picking your nose. But, the night. Ahhh, the night gives one freedom. For instance, just a few minutes ago, my bra felt a little out of place. I just put my hand up my shirt and fixed it. Voila. No one witnessed it and I performed the function out of the eyes of the security camera. (at least I’m hoping I did, I haven’t figured out where all the cameras are). Sure, the pay sucks. But I have no managers to get in my way. ‘Tis quiet. Except for the heating system. Ya know what I just might do? Download a few ringtones for my phone then go fart in the lobby. Why? ‘Cause I can.