Lately unhappy at work in that I find my coworkers to be very boring people. I think that well, they're almost all women. Yes, true. That plays some role. I'm a married man. Most would think what I consider a nonmeaningless friendship to be inappropriate. And hardly any, maybe simply none, would be anyone I really want to be friends with anyway.

But, I can easily enough think back to every group I've ever worked with, most of which were primarily men and they've all been a waste of time.

This group is at least nice. Not all back stabbing and such. But really I'd as well stare at a wall as have a conversation with them. Really, no one ever says anything remotely interesting.

It could be worse. In the swing between boredom and pain, this is only boredom.

They're too focused on short term obstacles perhaps to see the bigger picture. There's this one single woman that I thought perhaps was better (at work). I saw a lot of potential in her that wasn't really there at all. Just my imagination. It's only ever within, nowhere else.

Here and there in life there were others I thought better of. I've always been wrong though. It's always just my imagination. Imagining people to be better than they are.