Detailed cat doodle on Post-it note biggest achievement of woman's working day

THE sole accomplishment of an office worker’s day of faffing about working from home was a quite detailed drawing of her cat.

Having spent the morning scrolling through Twitter, marketing executive Kelly Howard eventually became productive during an afternoon Zoom meeting in which she created her masterpiece.

Speaking of her artwork, she said: “We were into the second hour of a nonsense meeting about brand optimisation or something, and I completely zoned out and decided to doodle Leonard, my cat.

“I was always shit at art in school, but I think I managed to capture Leonard’s wild, temperamental essence. And you can definitely tell it’s a cat.”

Howard is certain that the 53 minutes or so she spent on the drawing constituted her greatest professional accomplishment of the day.

She continued: “Actually, I’d go as far as to say it’s probably the only worthwhile thing I’ve done all year. Maybe I should pack in marketing and become an artist full-time.”

Howard’s boss Donna Sheridan said: “Yes, I think Kelly definitely should leave and become an artist.”

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