Self-deprecation is worth its weight in smoldering phoenix-ashes and baby unicorn tears.
or; screw the second title this time.
Published on March 23, 2007 By SanChonino In Misc
I'm sitting here in my teller station at work and I'm having the strangest feeling I've ever had I think that I'm having a PANIC ATTACK because even though we're not busy and actually things are quite calm I feel like there's something wrong inside of me and that I'm going to EXPLODE or HAVE A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN and I think that I'm losing my mind and that scares the ever loving dogmeat out of me and I don't know how to make it go away and I can't tell my coworkers something's wrong and I can't go home because some stupid little shit didn't come in and so we're understaffed as is . . .

SOMEONE PLEASE KILL ME NOW

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on Mar 27, 2007
Next time, I think you should just beat something. Or someone.


Sounds like cathartic genius!
on Mar 28, 2007
I'm late to this thread too but glad it turned out ok for you Braeden!
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