I am FUMING. Just spitting nails. There are days when I walk out of my office and just want to tell my boss to fuck off and quit. But here's the thing. I make good money and I'm old. Starting over is not the kind of thing you do at my age. You (mostly) tamp down your frustrations and anger and just grin and bear the humiliations, the petty slights, the mistreatment, because when you walk out of the office, your life is your own. Today, I let a bit of my frustration out and in the wrong way - email - but I was so mad I did not care. I will undoubtedly pay a price come Monday morning, but for now, I am putting my shit job and my shit boss out of my mind.
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