And they say men can’t multitask. Yeah, whatever. I’m the top-price, peels-and-chops, chrome-plated, twin speed with burst action and juicing multichef multitasker, baby!
Yesterday I was having a serious discussion with a client about delivery dates on a project and issues around converting process flow diagrams for web publication, while simultaneously adjusting a toilet seat. I wasn’t using the toilet at the time, and furthermore the client never suspected a thing.
I’ve been feeding the cat while chatting on MSN with mates in various states of distress, writing about the adverse environmental effects of DDT usage while acting as gofer for my sweet silver-haired, purple-toed mother, and paying a phone bill while modifying a Greasemonkey script to provide reciprocal links between web applications.
And doing all of it very badly indeed.
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