Has a wrinkle. Yesterday I was in the presence of a verbally abusive coworker. I went to my superiors, they had “a good talk” with that person. Right. The problem has existed for 30 years, a “good talk” is gonna fix it right up, likity-split, right as rain…(pardon my sarcasm)
It’d be nice to trust a sticker, a simple solution to a complicated problem. Today is the first day I don’t want to be here, my heart is pounding already…
I’m grateful my problems are so small, but that doesn’t cancel how I currently feel. Let’s see how biscuits and gravy do as balm…
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