day from hell

So what’s it like working for a man who could screw up a one car funeral? Let me tell you.   It’s 8:51pm, August 29th?  I think.  Anyways, it feels like 8:51 AM TOMORROW, on account of my office job sucking the very life & spirit out of me.  My job is excruciatingly mind-numbing in general,…

The Sunday Blues

Tomorrow the work week begins.    It will be Monday, bloody Monday.   I will drive my Jeep onto I-95, the beltway, where one is not safe unless fueled by caffeine or an upper of some sort, to navigate a sleepy mind thru the mad vehicular rush of the morning.  Once at my office building, the guards…