fun with bankers
Dec. 6th, 2004 07:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sabotabbyMy rage has managed to completely consume any productive venting method. I can't even think straight. I just want to hit things. Preferably people in suits. I was about 30 seconds away from taking a hammer to the ATM and retrieving the goddamned check myself.
I was having a really, really good day up until 6:00.
I am sick of being condescended to, ignored, fucked over, robbed, and dehumanized. It's one of those days where I wish I lived in a country where people settle power imbalances with bullets rather than paperwork.
That sounded rather unpleasant, didn't it? Oops.
On a marginally more positive note, here's what the view outside my window looked like at approximately 9 AM.
I was having a really, really good day up until 6:00.
I am sick of being condescended to, ignored, fucked over, robbed, and dehumanized. It's one of those days where I wish I lived in a country where people settle power imbalances with bullets rather than paperwork.
That sounded rather unpleasant, didn't it? Oops.
On a marginally more positive note, here's what the view outside my window looked like at approximately 9 AM.
