Unfortunately, I could not find any images to illustrate my current mood, so I will just have to try and express it through the written word.
Sometimes I have the urge to take "WildThing" our trusty purple chainsaw and gracefully submerged it into the walls, desk, and other personal items of my office. The satisfaction I would experience from taking a baseball bat and majestically bursting through every window would be indescribable. To free myself from Perfectional Tyrants through the use of violent means would be the culmination of my career.
And yet, like any other American in this economy I need the money more than I need self-respect. How many of us must suffer humiliation and creative stifling to appease those of the "Bloated Paychecks" Category?
Oh well, thankfully there is a cold beer waiting at home to drown my sorrows.
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Hey its ben, you might want to be caseful about what you put online... they had a yahoo ad awhile back that advised against such rants. But I feel your anger!
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