The Mind Really Is a Terrible Thing To Waste

Yesterday I worked in the warehouse at work, its required once a year. There's no way I would do it voluntarily.
Not because I think I am better than the people that work there or anything like that, but because I cannot be left alone with this mind. Seriously, with no one to talk to, just the whirring sound of machines and a very, very mundane task to complete my brain went into overdrive.
The good news is that lots of people are getting some really nice gifts for the Holidays this year. I don't know them, but I happily packaged their orders for 6 hours yesterday in my jeans and converse.