Perri started in with another sermon about our sacred mission today when she found me modeling creature behavior for my latest sim.
I tried to explain that I was on break, that I wasn't doing anything wrong, but she wouldn't hear it.
As if I haven't had it drilled into my head over and over that the survival of all life from our homeworld depends on our sacred efforts...
I work as hard as anyone on the ship, so why do I keep getting shamed for having a hobby? It's not like a half-cycle spent away from soil sampling is going to jeopardize humanity's hopes of re-establishing itself on a new planet.
Besides, I know from the server logs that Perri played my last sim along with most of the crew.
What's wrong with dipping out off-shift and immersing yourself in some harmless escapism?