2007-01-08, 9:48 p.m.
Vacation
Last week I took the whole week off of work. I didn't go anywhere or do anything in particular. It was a bit like visiting the mental institution to regain sanity except with less electro-shock therapy and more liquor.
I was just starting to get relaxed when it was time to go back. Back to the seventh circle of hell.
So today I got my ass handed to me by a client over something my boss did and, as usual, didn't bother to explain to the client. I understand her frustration, but she was fucking rude to me. I practically hung up on her.
So now I'm having this fantasy about listening to her little tyrade, then saying, "You're aboslutely right. I'm a fucking retard and that's why I work here." It's making me crack up like I'm looney. Bill keeps turning around giving me wierd looks because I'm snorting and shaking, trying not to laugh.
I could imagine myself doing that, then hanging up and starting to laugh, then laughing hysterically the whole time I pack up my shit and walk right out the door.
I applied for sales jobs today. This is getting really pathetic.
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