During the middle of the work day: it’s one of the nicer parts of my job, as long as nothing urgent (to me, personally) is waiting.

At the end of the day, when I’m on my way home: “My kids are waiting for me to pick them up.” Doesn’t matter where my kids are, they’re always waiting for me, in the same way that it is five o’clock somewhere. Also, the dog needs let out.