excuse me while I vent.......

"Imagine that you were sitting in a stale non ventilated dusty office in an industrial park surrounded by production workers in blue overalls that are duct taped together with nametags that read Harvey, Jim, Bob, Bill etc and no windows that open to runaway. And the only sounds you hear is metal scraping against a cement floor (similar in sound to nails on a chalk board or a rake against the pavement)….. or the sound of the hugest fly you ever did see sounding very similar to an airplane and flying at the speed of light around my head. I feel like I need an aviator headset just to think….. and its always doing one or the other of the following…

1) its either breeding its kids all over my office… cuz there’s tons now
or
2) its trying to drill a whole with its head through my window which causes the most repetitious irritation I’ve ever experienced….

And trust me It's not like I'm enjoying its company.... I've been spraying it with Windex and Lysol and chasing it around with Invoices for the past 4 days....

Cant even wait to get out of here!!!"