You know you've had a rough day when you open a piece of chocolate and the wrapper says:

I really reached the end of my rope today at work. The things that pass as acceptable behavior and the bureaucracy of something as simple as one human being taking care of another is enough to make the most stable person cry. (And what do we know about my stability ... especially in reference to crying ...?) I did manage to hold it together ... surprisingly ... in case you were wondering.

As suicidal as it would be for my future in the industry, I had to fight the urge to take my ID and put it through the shredder harder than I ever believed possible. What is the point in doing good deeds if you go insane doing them?

If you'll excuse me, I have some alcohol to drink and furniture to rearrange.

Posted by: Princess Cat at 06:45 PM | Comments (4) | Add Comment
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