Reply Hazy

As I sit at my desk I work, I feel the seconds picking away at my soul like carnivorous gnats.  The gravity of my cube prevents my dreams from taking flight.  Buzz words like "value-added" and "metrics" enter one ear and out the other like a large caliber bullet.  I asked the magic 8-ball on my desk for advice.  It responds with "Reply Hazy".  Of course.