Second work meeting of the week. Annoying boss man is 25 min late. Once he arrives, he decides to tell us how “he imagines” things, always completely opposite of how officemate (the only sensible co-worker I have) and I see it. The man does not listen. He just talks and talks and fucking waste of my time bullshit falls out of his mouth. THEN, to top it all off, he starts hovering his pen by my laptop screen. THEN, he taps my screen with his pen. I’m already ready to kill him, now I’m just in 100% murder mode. I was clenching my fist, giving him a death look, and obviously, on the verge of exploding.

Are people fucking stupid? You don’t touch a person’s screen…I don’t care if it’s CRT, LCD, whatever. You just don’t do it. It’s assumed and people who use computers on a daily basis should know this. I need to write Miss Manners. I mean I should not have to say, “Please back your hands away from the screen.” Seriously, respect other people’s property. Plain, simple respect. I don’t touch your screen. You don’t touch mine.

Yeah, so nearly 2 hours later (already met for 3 hours on Monday), we finally end the meeting. Meetings are the anti-productivity of work. He asks if we should meet on Friday. Everyone else stares at the floor, too scared to say “no”, so I suggest that email correspondence will suffice. Then, I bolted out of that building, sat in my car and just screamed…as my boss walked by a couple cars down. I drove at high speeds all across campus and coincidentally, Clem Snide’s “don’t be afraid of your anger” was playing. About the time I got home, I remembered I needed gas, so I pull a U and head to town. Gas station was packed…it’s never packed. And this dumbass lady pulled up and was waiting behind me when a spot in front of me clearly opened up moments later. I hate feeling rushed. So I’m done. I’ve ranted, raved, and cussed and now I’m going to watch a movie because I’ve practically put in my 20 hours for the week already.