one of the c-level-people at a job many moons ago considered his near-daily 3 hour wine drunken e-mail rants to coworkers to be work on account that they were kind of, technically in some sense, about work. obviously by the end of any given timeframe it was near incoherent and nobody ever took anything that they said after 8pm seriously

But like, imagine this bullshit for anyone else. Me and 5 coworkers, absolutely sloshed at midnight, voice texting Harry from Floor 11 about how he’s a ginormous [expletive] and then submitting like 5 hours on the timesheet because we started at 7.