I love the smell of Napalm in the morning

there is something to be said for ignorance. it sort of envelopes you in this veil of protection, if I were any wiser I would play dumb unfortunilty then that would mean that I would get stuck trying to figure out my own mess. which may more often than not, be the case in which I am oftern presented. The reality of my situation is that I work for a person, who shall remain nameless until I think of a good name for her, that enjoys her postion of power. So much so that her sarcasum comes across as berating and her humor as insults. She laughs at her colleagues decisions and takes a no holds barred stand on letting other people know that she is right and in charge.
She is a lousy dresser, I have yet to see her wear a skirt, which says a lot in my eyes and has never been seen with something femine drapped across her body. Her choice of vocabulary is tailored and while she tries to stray from her roots, words of slang drip from her lips like hot syrup from a fork during your most memorable pancake meal.