It's because I'm secretly a master of the art of avoidance.

I've perfected the subtle dance of nodding off while appearing engaged, and the art of feigning a sudden, inexplicable interest in the conference room's acoustic ceiling tiles.

It's a delicate balancing act, really. I must appear alert and attentive, yet simultaneously, utterly disconnected from the proceedings.

And so, I sit in the back row, a phantom of participation, a specter of disinterest.

But don't worry, I'm not just a slacker, I'm a visionary. I'm a pioneer of productivity, a trailblazer of efficiency.