The Evil That Dwells Inside Me.

I'm a little cranky, but I think I'll be fine. But if someone gets me mad...

It all started when the bus was no where to be found. Then I walked to the nearest subway and found a million and 3 people standing on the platform. The veins in my neck were popping out. I was heated. Shortly after the train came, I made sure to cut people in order to get on. But there was no need to cut anyone, as I found an opening that someone let happen as she talked to her friend endlessly. Man, was she "babbling!!"

So I get in and the train is packed. I see a girl who clearly can move in more, but she doesn't. So I choked her and people sure did move out of my way then!

I get to work and notice my pack of mints are gone. I hate when people take my stuff! They took my cookies not too long ago. I mean, why do people take food off of other people's desk? Is it the cleaning crew? Is it some fellow co-worker? It doesn't matter. I'm going to make pudding and add a little touch of laxitive. Or something else that I can easily lax up. I am TIRED OF PEOPLE TAKING MY STUFF! IT'S MINE!

Will they stop taking from my desk after they feel my wrath (laxitive)? Who knows, but the last person that took my bottle of coke stopped after he drank my coke fixed with citrus. He left his office real fast.

I mean, a President of a company should know better than to steal from his employees, don't you think?