Um. Hi, I'm four.

Me and the new guy (aka the new boss, aka "Biff" a la Back to the Future) are officially in pre-rumble mode cue West Side OfficeMax theme song here. I think our main issue is that I think he's a giant stupid brutish inbred moron who should have never been hired. He, aparrently, disagrees. We actually had a 30 minute argument this morning over how to break down boxes. True story. Of course I won because, well, I'm me. And also because I'm right. He just makes it so easy to sink to pre-K "Nuh uh!" syndrome. And it's not even that he's ignorant - he has a MA in education for crying out loud. It's just that if I have to answer one more question that he should know the answer to (or not...isn't it great when they bring people off the street?), I think I might staple his tongue to his eyelid - just a thought.

Otherwise, today is a happy day. My mind is clear for a moment, and my body is relax mode. I think I finally overloaded myself thinking too much, which is actually a perty darn nice feeling. Stress, be gone.
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