I'll stab you with your moral compass
I am really having immense difficulty not treating my workplace the way I would LiveJournal or my personal life, which is to say not blowing up on people who push my buttons in the slightest. I just wrote my second email to a coworker that I have not sent and never will send because it will simply fan the flames. I understand intellectually the need to stop myself, count to ten, twenty or a thousand and then reexamine the irrevocable mail I am about to send, but I notice that, even if this improves the workplace environment, it doesn't do shit for my blood pressure or my pulse.
Which is racing.
And continuing to race.
Because I want to smash this fucking asshole's head in.
And, honestly, the only thing stopping me is the fact that he's currently on a trip to Tel Aviv.
Which is racing.
And continuing to race.
Because I want to smash this fucking asshole's head in.
And, honestly, the only thing stopping me is the fact that he's currently on a trip to Tel Aviv.