No names

I'm getting REALLY fucked off with this...

What the fuck is the point of going there just to be fucked around with, then leave with no fucking answers at all?

REALLY?? WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT??

How comes I think of things to ask and you don't?? Why the fuck is it always me who has to ask questions?? Don't you give a shit at all?!? Or are you actually happy to be fed lines of continuous bullshit and swallow them like a fine glass of chablis?

And now I've just realised I've got a meeting with the fucking bank; how the fuck am I going to focus on that when I've got this shit in the forefront of my mind??

AGHHHHHH!!!!!!

Music at work

ok... This is gonna sound weird, coming from me, but this is really starting to piss me off...

Someone's listening to music at work (not something I'd normally complain about) apart from that it's over the other side of the office, and the only part I can hear are two notes of a piano played in a different order at different timings.

If you're gonna listen to music, please do it so that either only yourself can hear it or so that EVERYONE CAN!!!

Now I can hear two notes being played at the same time (not the same two that I could hear before)

WHAT THE FUCK?!?!

Money

I fucking hate money, I wish it didn't exist.

I wish that we were in some Utopian nation where we didn't have to worry about the fiscal value of things. It would make life so much easier...