I Want to Drink My Boss' Blood Through a Straw.

Seriously...  Have any of you hated who you work for so much that all you can do to get through the day is fantasize about all the horrific ways you want to end his/her life as slowly and cruelly as possible?  I am obsessed with thinking these thoughts.  It's to the point where I can't even look at him without thinking of lashing out with a razor sharp knife and watching his turgid eyes stare at me with shock and horror as all of his warm crimson blood soaks into the ****** tightly woven hypo-allergenic office carpeting. 

Any of you seen Swimming with Sharks?  I can't begin to tell you how often I think of that movie in context to my job. 

Ugh - why can't I just let the bullshit roll off of my back like so many others do every day?  I always pick up the subtle mocking tone in his voice.  The thinly veiled insults followed up with his pudgy yellow toothed grin.  I often want to leap across his desk and gouge out his eyes with my thumbs while screaming like a ******* banshee.  

Everyone says violence is never the answer.  Anyone disagree? 

Yes yes, I know I'm over-reacting (I think I'm part of that group too).  This damn job really lowers my quality of life, but I'm terrified to quit.  Have you looked at job postings lately?  God what am I going to do - I'm not sure how much longer I can take this place...  At the very least I'd love to tell this piece of **** what I think of him with far more colorful language than I've used here.  

Wow - I feel a little better now...

downandout357 downandout357
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Mar 6, 2009