and while anyone in sales ( especially commission-based) wouldve regarded the child as a benevolent angel just for uttering those three sacred words, and begin plying the poor kid with odds upon ends of other overpriced, lame merchandise that he obviously wont need, and laughing indulgently/politely when he carries on his hitler act, i suddenly feel that i cant do it.
of course it helps that my pay isnt commission based. but whatever.
im feeling
VINDICTIVE.
and tired. and never going to paint my nails again. and disappointed at no emails. and tired.