Don't call me and then sit there and talk to the person sitting next to you.  What is that?  I hate that!  God-so my day sucked, my week sucked, Aaron knows all this and so what does he do?  Calls me while he's with his boss.  Talking to both of us.  Nice.  I'm feeling like a real big priority right now.  So much so that you can't call me when you can actually devote your attention to what I want to say.  So I didn't say what I wanted.  I didn't say anything close to what is really going through my head.

Promises of a better tomorrow don't make me feel any better, because I know that I have to put on a puppet smile and go take the same shit again tomorrow.  He (Aaron) says "I'm proud of you for sticking with it".  Nice thought, but....I'm not proud of me.  I feel like a sell out.  I've never taken half the shit this prick is dealing out, but here I sit.  Keeping my mouth shut and just taking it.

Pathetic.  That's how I feel.  Pathetic.