I’m a hard worker.  I think my record is pretty clear on this point.

I show up on time and work late into the night.  I earn my keep and the respect of my co-workers.  However, if we were to take a poll of all the workers in our department, asking what the best part of the work day might be, I suspect that the results would be skewed toward two high points:

1.  Leaving at the end of the day.

2.  Lunch with co-workers.

I know it doesn’t pay the bills, but I’m convinced that this time, this mid-day break, this little pause from the routine makes all the difference in our journey through the eight-hour grind.

Several of the folks in our area choose to eat at their desks, away from the others isolated from their co-workers.  I’ve never understood this.  Why wouldn’t you want to break?  Why wouldn’t you desire the opportunity to laugh about things that don’t matter but make a difference?

I can’t imagine life without lunch with my friends and co-workers?