Imagine this: It’s 2 pm. You’re sitting down to a late lunch. In fact, you have just taken your ramen out of the microwave, brought it to your desk, and sat in your chair. Before you pick up your chopsticks, your phone rings. It’s your boss. He wants to talk about the [client] project, about which you’ve been emailing back and forth for the past hour.

It’s a good and productive conversation. It’s genuinely much better as a meeting than as an email. But the whole time, you’re just looking at your ramen, which is getting soggier and soggier. By the time the phone call ends, half an hour after you took the ramen out of the microwave, there’s basically no soup left. The noodles have absorbed it all. It is literally the soggiest bowl of ramen of all time.

You eat your sad ramen, and then make the edits Noah wanted and send them to him. By then, it’s past 3 pm, and a great time for an afternoon nap. Which you couldn’t do if you were in the office.

So you really did come out ahead. Still, rip your ramen.