here’s the mim’s inverted pyramid of self-actualizationsobloodyNOT
and here’s the activity that lies at the Mount Everest: it’s the office party of the spouse.
to give you an idea: on a scale of of 1 to 10 where one is mildly boring and 10 is mind-numbingly boring
(cleaning the fans with a earbud would score an 8 on my list of Seriously Boring activities)
attending an office party of the mmmim’s would score an 800.
I currently endure menstrual cramps in my brain, 3 days before and two days after.
and wtf, I KEEP attending these get togethers… is there no end?
i feel tres victimised and hounded . My fake politeness and very fake smiles have gotten to me; i am finishing this rant in a comma ,