time management

My boss once sent me to a nine hour conference on "time management". Two hours into it, the speaker noted that minds often wander and instructed us to write down three things we'd been actively thinking about during the duration of his lecture. He gave us five minutes to do this; I was done in eleven seconds. He asked the attendees to share. A chubby voice next to me said "buy new birdcage", a man with no wedding ring said "organize files", and a woman with Moses-parted hair said "I need to refill my stapler." I looked at my paper: "What is the purpose of my life?" phrased 3 different ways.

Maybe this is why I have a blog, and never any freaking staples.