Don't give me reason to curse and I won't.

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Have you ever watched "Mad Men?"   I have only caught the occasional episode here and there, and I like it, but it's rare that an episode doesn't trip over my present day sensibilities.  

The line "Why don't you make yourself useful and get me a glass of water" which I just heard on this show, stands near enough to the question "Do you just like to talk to hear yourself talk?" which was recently directed at me by one of the lawyers who is a partner in the firm in which I have worked for a long time.  I said nothing to this blatant arrogance, but I was thinking to myself ... " No, you rude mother fucker, it's called making polite conversation while we are on our way to a funeral which I now wish was yours."  (Sorry, just keeping it real people.)

One of the things I dislike about this thing called life, is the dire need for a job.  Here's my bit of advice to myself and any of you who work with even one arrogant prick.  Try to pick a field of work that isn't flush with arrogance.

P.S.  I wish you a Merry Christmas, and peace on earth as long as you aren't scum on earth.


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