eternal whine of the daily grind

ever notice how there's nothing really too grindy about the daily grind? i think most of the mental or physical exhaustion comes from having to be somewhere for a given time each day. the fact that i am not free to nap right now multiplies my fatigue x3. we just walk around all bitter about that, dragging our feet through the day. marking hours by trips to the bathroom, organizing desk drawers, making copies. logging in and out of various distrating websites. having silly contrived conversations with people desperate to fill their hours too. we feel all worn out because we know subconciously that what we get paid for each day could probably be accomplished in 45 minutes, and will some day probably be accomplished by robots in 45 seconds. so, that's kind of grindy. just let's not fool ourselves into thinking any of this is all that taxing.