Not Pet Peeves, but Major Psychotic Episodes

I am such a freak, I had to walk over to another building, I stepped on an acorn with wedge shoes on and fell. I scraped my favorite pants, my knee is bleeding and my hands are all scuffed up!

You all know how horrible the coffee is at work, right? It is very bland, bitter and tastes like licking a dry river rock. Well place a packet of swiss-miss hot chocolate in your favorite mug (I use the sugar-free) and fill the horrible swill to the top. Voilà! You have a “designer” drink with stuff you have laying around the break room! It doesn’t taste half bad as the sum of its parts. Now go and enjoy your Mocha Americano. You can even steal some star-bucks cups and start charging their prices (“Oh, yeah Toby, I’ll do a Starbucks run.”) Make this concoction up and give it to him. The lame ass won’t know the difference. Keep some Redi-whip in your desk drawer, and you are in business. Pocket the extra cash and use it to fund your real Starbucks dependency.