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I'm weary of the world/Weary of the world it seems
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May 1st, 2008Comments Off
I just sent the better-half an email complaining about how much I hate working in this building. The heating/air conditioner/air handler unit in the ceiling above me rages every day and sometimes it is so bad that the walls vibrate. I was so cold yesterday that when I left and got in the car I just left the windows up and basked in the stifling, stale, hot air of the car.
I was just out in the hallway, which you know is never a good thing, and the village idiot just said something to me and I swear to God she speaks in another language but passes it off as English. I didn’t even respond. For once, I ‘d like her to begin a sentence that starts off with an attention getter and then close the sentence with something that indicates the end. Instead I get something that sounds like this: “Elephant jump refrigerator clean.”
The better-half answered my ranting email with the simple phrase: I think she said, “Welcome to Hell.”


