Why is it that when they ask me to work overtime I say "Oh, sorry - I can't tonight" and look pained as if I would if I could? When the fact of the matter is that you'd have to threaten to hold my testicles over a Bunsen burner whilst forcing me to watch a Hilary Duff movie to get me to stay late..
I should just get honest and say "shove your pus-filled carbuncle of a job, I'm getting out of here before I go Columbine on you alllllll!!!".
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