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My job is Fluorescent Hell (tm) and I hate it.
Hate.
I will make tea with my tears of bitter hatred and feed it to my enemies. Mostly just my boss. But he would not notice, because he drinks the bottled Tears of Despair (tm) of everyone else there. Perhaps it tastes like Dr. Pepper. Or tears.
Ahrg.
I've managed to alienate two co-workers but that's okay because they're man-child twats. I lost my temper. That usually never happens.
There was so much blood.
Hate.
I will make tea with my tears of bitter hatred and feed it to my enemies. Mostly just my boss. But he would not notice, because he drinks the bottled Tears of Despair (tm) of everyone else there. Perhaps it tastes like Dr. Pepper. Or tears.
Ahrg.
I've managed to alienate two co-workers but that's okay because they're man-child twats. I lost my temper. That usually never happens.
There was so much blood.