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I've calmed down, but thirty minutes ago I was so angry that I was shaking with rage. I rarely get to that point, but I'm there today. The line is hereby drawn by me. Elenore (the boss) did something to piss me off so much that if she was in the office this morning I would have walked down there and given her a few choice words. As it is, I'm going to go speak with her when she comes into the office in an hour. I've composed myself enough to be reasonably nice, but I am not in the mood for her shit. She is either going to correct this problem or I'm going to look for another job. I do not live to work. I am not ambitious. I want an 8am to 5pm job to pay my bills and buy the books/music I want. I do not want loads of responsibility that put me in a position where I have to spend hours after work each day trying to catch up.