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Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.


The sky as seen through the trees down in Salamanca last Thursday.

Have you even had one of those mornings that kicks you in the face about, oh, a dozen times reminding you just how much it is that you hate about your job.

Fair enough your face dulls to the kicks over the week, but by christ they hurt on a Monday morning!

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Babzy.B said…
Beautiful sky :)
Hi! Kris,
What a beautiful photograph!...everything about that photograph is perfect!
I'am raising my hand slowly, but may I borrow this quote too?

Before you can answer I'am out the door with it!...Zoom, Zoom, Zoooom!

Take care!
DeeDee
Priyanka Khot said…
i like the quote, love the photo and completely agree with the Monday sentiment. The tag about you understanding why people take weapons to the office to kill everyone also gets my vote. Especially today. When... well... lets just hope no one catches me.
Roddy said…
Frustration. You are the only one hearing what you are saying, and after a while you wonder if you can actually continue talking to people you know to be fools. Eventually you either walk away or just give up. They win! I refuse to have a breakdown because of idiots.
G. B. Miller said…
Most definitely. Actually experiencing a month of being kicked in the face at work.

Beautiful pic of the sky and trees.
yamini said…
Hi Kris,
I didnt go to office yesterday, was down with fever. And believe me, this post seems to have been written keeping my state of mind in mind.
I have begun to hate my job even more in the past few months, really!!! And it is not only because of the fever that I have.
So much so that I detest entering the office building :-(
Isn't there an option for the tortured souls like ourselves???? Plz let me know if u think of something..
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, it did draw my eye!
Kris McCracken said…
DeeDee, I borrowed the quote myself, so feel free!
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, that tag applies for most days at the moment!
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, all I do is get on.
Kris McCracken said…
G, it is one of those years.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I cannot blame you for that!

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