I yelled at everyone in my department at work today. I got this box in that had Greg's name on it and I asked "Hey, does anyone know what Greg might have ordered from Nirvana?" All at once the four guys standing around my area answered with some idiotic joke:
"Greg sure likes Kurt Cobain"
"I thought Nirvana was someplace you went, not something you bought!"
"All I know is it's a band!"
"Nirvana sells electronics?"
...and I just stood there for a seconds letting them bask in my contempt before I barked "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY MORE FUCKING NIRVANA JOKES, JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION!"
It got all quiet after that. Like dad just punched mom at the dinner table. Everyone's walking around like nothing happened, but all teary eyed, and I feel like the crazy guy.
If I get through today without throwing something expensive through something else that is more expensive, it'll be a miracle.
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