Dear Work,

Hi, I’m not sure specifically what you were going for, but if the end result you wanted was for me to be sitting at my desk sobbing in rage and frustration at your inept ineffectiveness, well then you win! Being micromanaged to death by someone who doesn’t get it is just an added bonus. Please do not be surprised if you come in Monday morning and I do not. Please do not be surprised if I never come in again and you all have to cover for your own asses.

Not feeling the love today,

Miss JJ