office depot

[constantine]

how can anyone think in this place
only a crystal could thrive
under such pressure
something's got to give
i need some coffee
i'm going to make some coffee
fuck, why can't it stay fucking hot
it's like it cools so fast
you got to fucking gulp it down
then it hits your bowels
like fucking draino
where's my cigarettes
holy mother of god
forgive me for i am going fucking insane
i am developing bad speech patterns
that have crept into my poetry
jeopardizing what might have been
a successful career at hallmark
or american fucking greetings
it's wearing me down like a pencil
like a fucking pencil man
like one of those chinese pencils
with the eraser that fucking smears
instead of erasing like a normal fucking pencil
only the twisted genius of the oriental mind
could produce, much less fathom, such deviltry
i'd do it myself if i could get away with it
but i just push the damn pencil
it's not like i own the fucking company

[Barry]

Yeah, this economy. Hard times for all, eh?

[mtmynd]

sorry, but your frustration brought me a chuckle
mixed with a big-assed smile as i pictured this
entire little scenario in vivid full technicolor flashed
onto a really giant big fucking movie screen
so goddam big that i couldn't see anything else
and it made me wonder why anyone in their right
mind would find any fucking thing funny about that
but
i
did
.

[Nazz]

I can't hear myself think in that place either. Love that bit about coffee-- true, true.

I used to live near an Office Depot. My sister called it "Office Despot".

[Yejun]

What's the right word for my reaction here?

Schadenfreude!

Oh, and the 'orientals' keep the good erasers for themselves.