4 respondents (including my boss who sits 3 feet behind me every. single. day) and their legal. Against me. Fun times.
Except I have the truth and proof of it and they don't... and the papers say they're supposed to be bringing it. Lots of it.
And they don't even have a clue that Round 2 is comin'.
It's gonna be wicked hard, but the truth is the truth and I'm gonna fight as hard as I can to prove it. For myself and just to prove they can't play with people like we're slaves. I know I'm not the only one there, it's just I don't care anymore. That place has eaten me alive... but there's lots of people goin' thru stuff that have more to risk than I do and I totally understand and that's why I'm doin' it. Any stray prayers ya got handy are gonna be appreciated this next couple of months.
But for right now... I need alcohol. And there's not a soul that can blame me tonight. Amen