[ WP ] You have the power to make whatever you say happen but only under extreme stress and anger . However you work in a incredibly stressful environment and you have no clue you have this ability .

I'm not the type to really blow up, or really get angry in general. In fact, I'm more the type to quietly do my thing and never say a thing to anyone that does n't need to be said. But today was it. My milk was spoiled this morning, I was out of toilet paper, I spilled my coffee on the way to work, and now, of all things, I walk into the break room to find Cathy, the bosses toy, Cathy, eating my lunch. My steak sandwich that I'd been looking forward to all day. A perfectly medium rare New York strip sliced between two toasted pieces of thick sliced bread, a piece of bree cheese, and some of my prized lightly sauteed wild onions that I've spent years cultivating, sandwich. That sandwich is the sole enjoyment I get in a typical work week. I have one every Wednesday just to remind myself that life is worth living, that there are things to be enjoyed in this world. That maybe just maybe I wo n't be stuck here forever. One bite sends me into my happy place where I do n't hate my life; and there she was... Eating my sandwich... `` Fuck you Cathy, I'm sick of this shit, always nagging and bitching while you're not doing a damn thing, so you know what? Go find the nearest dick and shove it up your ass you god damn stupid whore. You've fucked your way to this position, and now I have to pick up the shit. If it were n't for you I would n't be doing double the motherfucking work I was hired for. Do you know what Dave said to me? He thanked me for picking up your god damn... `` I trailed off from my tirade as she dropped my sandwich on the plate, grabbed me by the belt, and started pulling me towards the nearest broom closet.
