What if fossils could talk?

Here are some work doodles that I have done in weekly staff meetings over the years. They would probably mean more to the people who were trapped in those meetings with me than they would to you.

I was annoyed by a colleague's self-esteem
issues when I drew this. Look at the date. It's
hard to remember what life was like five months
before the towers fell.




Another time I was dying inside because I
was given more projects than I could handle.



Former colleagues, also overworked. One
internalizing his rage, the other on the verge of tears.





What if fossils could talk?