Bad Meeting
OMFG! I have somehow angered the meeting gods. The state-the-obvious club just had a "most irrelevant comment" contest for an hour and a half during lunch. I have seldom heard so many words convey so little meaning or induce so much impotent rage within me. I seriously almost bludgeoned someone with a coffee mug. Their leader was some crinkly old man who didn’t look a day over thirty five thousand years old and insisted on interjecting random shit. Not only was it almost always off topic and moronically simple-minded, but it came out really really slowly. When I wasn’t looking for grandpa's fast forward button, I was trying to set everyone else's heads on fire with my mind as I desperately clung to consciousness in the over-heated windowless room of suck. If getting out hadn't involved trampling the crypt keeper behind me I would have bolted at the first sign of acronyms, but no; I stayed, I endured. I should get an effin medal for this meeting. There was so much bullshit flying about that my mental filter got completely overwhelmed. I was literally shoveling the shit out of my ear hand over fist: No, that's irrelevant, that's retarded, I'm pretty sure that's illegal. I really really hate people sometimes.