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...is this a Cape Fear reference?!

Oh well, at least I got us a nice Christmas turkey for dinner. She shit herself when she heard how much I paid for it. I fixed some rice a roni, beans w/ chorizo, fried quesadillas, and PREMIUM orange cream sodas. She thought they were beer.

>"""severance""" package was less than half a month's rent and not even a pleasant 'go fuck yourself'

>half my personal belongings in my office were trashed and the other half were mailed like a month later (I understand the candy and other dried snacks being trashed but did they have to trash my fucking sopranos mug?! my custom mouse pad that looked like a waffle?! my university graduation picture?!?)

>interviews going great, but Chinese/Indians keep soaking up the jobs because they'll work twice as long for a nickel a day and companies can hit their diversity quotas

>4 seizures this year, ~12(?) hospital visits, medical bills haunting me at night

It's times like these I....I....

...I thank the great good Lord I don't have kids.

Somehow I always (~40% of the time) end up sitting at a computer next to this autistic kid that is always (100%) watching anime on Crunchyroll. He has these awful headphones where everyone can hear everything so occasionally I hear anime girls moaning while I'm setting up job interviews and checking my 401k.