Like most people we hate our jobs. Unlike most people we are morally opposed to them. As young 20-something women we are used to making compromises, and so we work at an investment firm. Herein to be called "The Enemy."
Today at work I (2nd Choice) wanted to shoot someone with my squirt gun. Namely Pouty Face. My exact words were: "I really want to empty it on someone." And the Addict replied (while Mervis was inappropriately giving him a back massage), "I really want to empty it on someone too."
Traumatizing, embarrassing, and
mortifying Mervis into taking action - hitting him and spraying him with her water gun, and causing me to run from the room.
This was not an unusual day.