Confessions of an Anxious Mortician

welcome to my anxious brain

Pick Me Up Wednesday 9.16.15

I work in customer service, with a demographic who feels (for the most part) unwarranted entitlement.

There are a handful of cool customers, though. Those ones I like.

The jerks, however, can suck my big left toe. Which, if you’ve seen my feet, you know is certainly a punishment!!

But I digress. Time for a little hump day “pick me up”!

“Then the techno music starts to play
And the room smells like Axe body spray
I’m like Golda Mier with no gold in my ear
Please tell me what the hell happened here…”

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