shrift: I used to be all Work Ethic Person, giving that 110% effort, blah blah dedication-cakes.
Fast forward a few years working in corporate America.
I now slink around at work hiding in the shadows, no longer particularly punctual and only randomly productive. If the boss wants to find me, he has to resort to luring me out of my den with donuts, standing well out of reach, because even middle-management can tell I'm feral. I get even worse when it's time for the home office to send in the goons who'll jump me in the shower again, 'cause I've been shanked so damn much that I've lost count.
I write porn at work now, and am very put out when they interrupt me with these ridiculous requests to fix computers.