There are so many times in one’s lives when one thinks, naah I am not worth it. I have witnessed the ordeal so many times. It had been, when I saw a useless guy thinking he is the one for me, when I saw a worthless and demented chap becoming my teacher and dictating me, when I found the system to be completely flawed, when I found it difficult to direct my rage and felt life is melting down at a soaring hotness engulfing me in a transcended buzz deafening me. I have obeyed by the law of work, which also had been physically grueling, mentally intriguing and emotionally agitating. If not for the clumsy me moments my rant is also for the dire straits of my life. To top the ugly eyesore list is no one but my boss.
Today my boss, who is a rogue like everyone else’s boss said something repeatedly funny. Therefore, I have taken the clout of typecasting him as my clown at work. I have been fuming because of him, have been in sheer bewilderment on his imprudence/stupidity/idiocy/absurdity/etc, have lamented for his hideous dressing, have loathed him like I would have despised an infectious skin disease and have found his existence to be baloney and a waste of God’s time. But now I have decided that I would never get pissed off because of a non-entity or a God forsaken slimy insect like individual. I, on the other hand will be maintaining the office decorum by not yelling at him and not spreading the hard core fact (that he is a son-of-a-bitch).
Wow! I feel so much better now.
