I don’t want to end up like these other upset sacks, plus cannabis seems to be the only way to keep my sanity plus still draw a paycheck
Some of the people in the office are bonafide weirdos. I totally understand why this is, because office life drives people slowly deranged through boredom plus monotony. If I work here for too long, or stop coming in high, after that my pal and I will easily go ridiculous as well! Bill works in the cubicle next to mine. Bill never listens to songs, or plays games, he just works; During breaks plus at supper, he stays at his desk, staring at the cubicle wall. That’s all he does! One afternoon Bill is going to snap plus bring a gun to work, so I watch him closely. On the other hand, maybe Bill smokes cannabis in the day before coming in, like I do, perhaps he shovels down a handful of cannabis edibles, plus is blissed out in his office chair for his whole shift. I don’t want to ask him, because I don’t need anyone here knowing how much cannabis I use on a yearly basis. Before I work I get high, plus during supper I go out to my car plus smoke more cannabis. I know it’s a risk to smoke marijuana in the work parking lot, even though I am compelled to do so. I don’t want to end up like these other upset sacks, plus cannabis seems to be the only way to keep my sanity plus still draw a paycheck. I like to afternoondream about escaping from this place plus getting a job on a beach someplace, or maybe toiling at a cannabis dispensary. Alas, I doubt that will ever happen.