"I waited 3 years to get this job. I've got an Arts degree."

My task for the afternoon:

Take several white and yellow pads of lined paper.

Write the numbers 1-50 on the top left corner. 6 bundles of white, 3 of yellow.

Hole punch three holes down the side for a three-hole binder.

Present to Alvin.

I swear, where's a useless work experience student when you need them? Oh, right, fired.

I swear, this is the most meaningless task, ever. If you have something more meaningless, mention it in the comments so I can be entertained and don't stab out my eyes with a pen.