My manager thinks I need to be on drugs just because I can't sleep, I can't stop crying, and I have panic attacks every time I drive in traffic. She's probably right.
Blatherings from my mind, because after all, "How do I know what I think till I see what I say?"
My manager thinks I need to be on drugs just because I can't sleep, I can't stop crying, and I have panic attacks every time I drive in traffic. She's probably right.
Posted by Sheryl at 5:42 PM
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