I am definitely in rare form today. Rare. Bitchy. Form.
I feel like a femmebot ready to let my nipple guns out and attack the nearest person within shooting distance. Pair that with a job I already hate, a coworker I pick up slack for, an overzealous management team who want results!results! results!, wide-eyed trainees with too many questions, not enough sleep ever, and a wisdom tooth that's not making me feel any wiser....I am ready to kill.
Please beware. Save the children! Save yourselves!
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