My boss is a dick, and I'm glad that we work in separate buildings, and there are times I wish he worked in the same office, so I could look at him directly in his eyes before I punch him in the face.
Rage is odd for me, because I'm always conflicted. I feel torn... like my emotions are split right down the middle. My heart crushed and my soul demoralized. One minute I think I'm crying, the next drinking whiskey, and then the next thinking I want to commit suicide because my emotions just hurt.
But I don't think I'll do the later because that wouldn't solve anything, and I know I have much to live for... but drinking whiskey gives me some small amount of comfort. I can't go home like this though, because I'll just be sad and miserable, and might end up taking it out on my wife which is always a bad idea.
So, I'm going to sit at my desk and contemplate my next move, or just wait until the feelings that are running through me empties out.
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