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I don't even have the motivation to write some cute cliche' on how unmotivated I am.

It all started, like it commonly does, with an alarm clock going off. Then it got worse when I heard my son get into the shower. I asked the wife what he was doing home still and she said he had first period off at school.

FAHHHHK

My son showers like a girl. He turns on the hot water and stands in it until it is no longer hot. That means when I finally pound on his bathroom door and get him out, I have a nice shower that's slightly warmer than the garden hose.

My wife asks, as I'm walking into the bathroom, why I don't wait a few minutes. I don't have a few minutes. I have to get to work. Me and work have this uneasy proposal. I get there on time and they don't mess with me about being late. They mess with me about enough things as it is.