Horrible night at work yesterday. Started out irritating, soon became aggravating, before long was exasperating and infuriating, and by dawn was as frustrating as the night had been long. Then it got worse before I was finally able to leave for home. I tell you, I was sore vexed.
I'm thinking I should find a new job. One involving less odious material; one where I'd get more respect. Perhaps I could become a garbage man—that would fill the bill.