Its an emotional epiphany!

*Bing. [lightbulb sound, sounds mildly nicer than *tncckk]

I am this very very angry person, and I never even realised that til today, and I'm channelling all my anger and resentment into this job and into my supervisor.

Of course, if you've ever seen me you'll say "Peh. She has anger? That girl is some sort of mouse"

But I'm at this office gig, my manager has ticked me off big time and all of a sudden I'm Angela from the Office [complete with icy glare and angry hushed tones], y'know that bitch you hate... I'm her!

So what exactly did my manager do? [She kicks kittens!] Well we usually car pool together in the morning where she'll pick me up. She didn't do that this morning, in fact she didn't even call me to tell she wasn't coming. I had to call her [do you see where this is going?] and she told me to catch a bus as she was going to be late.
What do you mean? How long exactly are you going to be??!
About half an hour.
Right. Its going to take me fifteen of that to walk to the bus stop and twenty of waiting and another half an hour of travel. Do you think that I'll still get there quicker if you pick me up?!
Take a taxi to the bus stop.
Okaaaay. Sure. Theres a taxi right outside my house now, no wait, no there isn't! [the sarcasm is now at its height]
Do the best you can do.

And then my head exploded into a million pieces and I had to catch the bus missing my most important body part.

Anyway she was at the office when I got there, all cheerful and no apologies!

I am trying really really really really hard to be civil but really I just want to smack her around with a blunt object.

My name is Mish and I'm a rage-aholic. Sigh. And I have work at the casino tonight too, I'm starting to look a little.. peeved. Nobody better ask me for a drink, otherwise they're going to hear me yelling "DRINK? DRINK?! why do you deserve a DRINK?!!" and then a kick in the nuts as an afterthought.