I am like the queen of the raw nerve today. Seriously. I am in the worst mood. This would not be such a big deal if I got to work in a little cube and could put up a 'please kindly fuck off' sign, but of course I work at the front lines of a church. And we are not allowed to tell people to fuck off, especially when they don't deserve it.
People come in and don't realize that they have unwittingly stumbled into a puddle of gasoline, and that reporting to me that the toilet is being weird is the equivalent of throwing a birthday cake with 35 candles into the puddle. Fwoosh!
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