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I love it when my coworker asks me if I'm aware of things.

If I'm aware of what time it is. If I'm aware that the client is expecting something tomorrow morning. If I'm aware that they want stuff. If I'm aware that I work at a company that provides products and services.

Yeah, he's just being bitchy. Maybe it's just a little difficult for me to have sympathy for his having to work at 8PM. That probably has to do with the fact that I am also working at 8PM.

So he's on this telecommuting... thing. He's at the vacation house and contacting everyone via his stylish new smartphone. I hope it was as therapeutic as he intended it to be, because it's sure not doing a damn thing for me. He's just as irritating 200 miles away as he is from across the room. The only difference being that it's harder to amuse myself with the mental image of walking over to his desk and punching him in the throat.