[ WP ] Counting the seconds

Two hours, 43 minutes and 35 seconds left. I glance around the office. Am I seriously the only one who has nothing to do? Michael has his headphones on and is bobbing his head to the beat. Tracy is trying to discreetly paint her nails under the table. Danny is typing away like there's no tomorrow. He's probably the only one in the building still working past lunch. 
 
 The thing about this office is that the boss's office is on the other side of the building. He only comes this way about once a week. It used to be great. We would just goof off and chat with each other or maybe play a game of cards. That changed when Danny was hired. Suddenly every time we got out of our seats was noted in his little track pad. Needless to say, he is not well liked. 
 
 Two hours, 41 minutes and 23 seconds to go. I open chrome and start scrolling through endless pages of mind numbingly bad pictures. I see Tracy stand up and walk to the bathroom. Danny stops typing to note it down. Tracy spins around glaring at Danny. 
 
'Am I not allowed to go to the fucking bathroom?' she yells. 
 
'Tracy, you know i'm just noting how much company time is spent on the actual work.' his standard reply. 
 
 Tracy is angry and frustrated. She would usually finish all her work before 2 and leave but since Danny arrived she has to spend three more hours here with nothing to do. 
 
 Her fists are clenched as she slowly walks over to Danny's desk. He looks up and shrugs. Tracy is fuming. She grabs the track pad and rips it in half.'What the-' Danny yells but to no avail. Tracy grabs his keyboard and smashes it against the table.'Tracy, stop!' Danny yells even louder. 
 
'I'm going home now. I've done all my work. I have no reason to be here. Write that down anywhere, and i'll go visit you one day.' With that Tracy grabs her purse and walks out the door. 
 
 Everyone is stunned into silence. I look at the clock. I still have two hours, 38 minutes and 52 seconds to go.
