After a few months of dating, Ed and I were at a gas station. I became very angry with an inconsiderate jerk and decided to let him know it. It was an ugly scene. Truly, it was.
Anyway, anyone who knows me knows that I don't really have a temper. It takes a lot for me to get pissed off. I actually hate that everyone always looks to me to be the "patient" one, but ever since that episode at the gas station, anytime I go off about something or on someone Ed refers to it as me "goin' gas station".
Well, I'm about to GO GAS STATION on our new file clerk!!! I swear to God, the next time she's chatting on her cell phone and we're all knee deep in documents I'm going to smack her silly.
Please God, give me even more strength and patience. PLEASE!!!
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