There are days I just can't take it anymore.
Usually these days revolve around work but other times it is the outside world.
Today is work, yesterday it was external.
What the hell is it that makes overly perky people (whom I believe are all fucked up on some form of drug) feel that the whole fucking world has a desire to share in their joy? And by share I mean listen to them prattle on with merry thoughts and shit.
A hint to all you extra happy fuckers out there, if I am only grunting in response to your overtures of joy I am in a funk so leave me a lone and let me marinate in my own stink of disgust.
I am also about to take care of 83% of my work anger, I have come up with a way to inflict actual direct pain on my employees when they anger me; and it is even legal!
Usually these days revolve around work but other times it is the outside world.
Today is work, yesterday it was external.
What the hell is it that makes overly perky people (whom I believe are all fucked up on some form of drug) feel that the whole fucking world has a desire to share in their joy? And by share I mean listen to them prattle on with merry thoughts and shit.
A hint to all you extra happy fuckers out there, if I am only grunting in response to your overtures of joy I am in a funk so leave me a lone and let me marinate in my own stink of disgust.
I am also about to take care of 83% of my work anger, I have come up with a way to inflict actual direct pain on my employees when they anger me; and it is even legal!
VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
And, DUG, you ask about why I am fighting off my incipient meanness?
xoxo t