It may be
that I have crossed a line. There are issues I deal with daily that I cannot control, that I am forced to resolve, and that nobody will make any effort to improve.
So I have turned to sarcasm. Sarcasm as an art form, actually, so far on the other side of Poe’s law that my sarcastic comments are making it into company reports. And only one or two people in the country understand what I’m talking about, at all. It’s the ultimate inside joke, though it’s not particularly amusing.
So I have become intentionally petulant, and I take some great enjoyment from my petulance, though it is not ordinarily in my nature.
I will pray for you. I had a job that made me feel that way to the point of misery.
That led to the relocate stuff I emailed you about.
Indeed. I do appreciate it. And it helps that they compensate me well and i work with people i genuinely love.
Still.
Really. I do have a hard time picturing you being petulant. At least … not without a hearty laugh. No sarcasm intended.
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Youd be surprised.