Vacation's Over

Jack found himself a new apartment over the past week. One that promises to be free from ceiling leaks and idiot management company receptionists. One that even comes with a delicious tidbit of Hollywood history attached. I though I may have left the State of Annoyance. For good. But, turns out, it was merely a brief trip and now: I'm back...

I have a degree in English from one of the top West Coast universities. Not only do I speak it fluently, I've been writing in it since I was a kid and based on my own bloated ego and the shared opinions of others, I know I'm not half-bad. You know who is half-bad? YOU. Yeah, you, with all the edits. I know, I know "the client wants..." Does the client want me to use European spellings of words? Or did you just not realize the American spelling is different, because the spelling you want is the title of a popular ladies' magazine. I routinely turn the sub-par material you give me into something that doesn't sound like a man with a cowboy hat is screaming it while pointing to the line of FI50s behind him. And this is the thanks I get? Adding a smiley face to the end doesn't make it better. Unless your definition of "better" is "condescending." I need more coffee.