Today was an exercise in patience. I barely maintained. Now my brain is a flaccid lump of over-worked, utterly drained, savagely bruised can't-put-up-with-your-stupidity-anymore.
A woman consumed twenty-five minutes with her complete refusal to understand what was clearly explained to her twelve times. Literally. Twelve times. She may not have been drooling, but she sure was an idiot.
I want my fucking twenty-five minutes back, you self-absorbed fool!
I shall plug in and listen to this, in order to recharge:
The things Griffin Barber thinks about when he's thinking, which is not necessarily often. And they are my thoughts and opinions, not, in any way, those of the Department I work for.
Showing posts with label Rage Against The Machine. Show all posts
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Wednesday, October 20, 2010
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