Ah, that sublime lament of “I’m overwhelmed, I don’t have time”… The global hit of the year, performed with such conviction by virtuosos of excuses that we wonder why they haven’t yet received an Oscar for best dramatic performance in the “Imaginary Victims of Overwork” category. Their interpretation is so poignant, so authentic, that we might almost shed a tear – if we weren’t busy spotting them, two hours later, deep in meditation in front of kitten videos.
Enough of this laughable comedy! We see you, you know. Do you honestly think you’re convincing us that your existence is a perpetual tornado of appointments on which the very survival of humanity depends? That your calendar rivals that of a president in the midst of a diplomatic crisis? Seriously? You have time, let’s not kid ourselves.
