Fuming Blatte

Today has been a pretty effed-up day.
I can't get into the details, because I'm under the effects of both a contractual NDA and my own character.
Suffice to say that in my job we have some activities that are value-adding, and other that are not. Or not that much. As some of you may know, we in sales are measured against a revenue target. Or we should be. Anyhow, given the economical situation and all that jazz, things aren't as bright as one could expect right now.
And, go figure, my beloved manager asked us to spend the whole morning on non value-adding activities, for the sake of him looking good in front of his management. When we tried to argue that we'd be better off spending time trying to get some revenue in, the answer was something along the line of "Anyway, you ain't gonna make it today, so... *shrugs*".
Although I can't deny the truth in that, does that mean I should lie down and fucking die? Does being unable to attain the target that was fixed for me warrant my spending my valuable time on pointless activities, using inaccurate data? Should I start walking around without pants on account that I'll be cold anyway?
I read back what I just wrote, and it seems rather like me bitching pointlessly so I'll stop right here. But still... allow me this final little consolation...
WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK???!!!111oneoneeleven
There.
I feel slightly better now.