Wine or Whine. Which one?
Tonight I choose the latter. I had a rough day at work - as now I completely LOATHE children who eat. Because when they eat, they make a mess. When they make a mess, they expect someone else to clean it up. When you ask them to clean up their mess, that obviously means a food fight. Yes - this is the next generation. Ladies and Gentleman, brace yourself. Our future is looking grim in the eyes of the cafeteria. Though I teach high school, I am subjected to performing a duty throughout the day, and that God awful duty is in the cafe. A fate worse than death. I kid you not.
On that LOVELY note, I decided wine just wouldn't cut it tonight - so I decided to just sit and complain about it.
This poem pretty much sums up my day. humph.