I have signed and dated so many ruddy forms from this afternoon onwards, I have screwed up the date several times, forgotten part of my signature and started to become mesmerised. That’s when it’s time to take a break.
I made dinner. Thereafter my art of procrastination was wonderful. It’s 9.42pm, I have just forced myself back to the task of autographing seemingly, endless forms. Would I be more motivated if I got paid for every signatory swirl I created. I shall never know.
I’d better get the task finished before the date changes. Doh!