Sometimes I have to wonder if the night shift brings out the worst in people.

Last night, I had to put up with someone that seemed to have a pickle up his mangina and another thinking he's an Oompa Loompa.

I can't win.

Mangina...Oompa Loompa...Mangina...Oompa Loompa...

I don't know what's worse.

The annoyance scale runneth over.