Can it really be called work?

I think I'm actually in some sort of indentured servitude right now. I have no desk, they gave it, my extension and account set to the guy who took them over when they didn't know how long I'd be out. So for the next two weeks until the new quarter starts I'm hunting for new accounts. I live in a land of Excel and Hoover's. They actually let me talk to customers today since we aren't making our number for the month... Here I am to save the day! You can call me Underdog.