Not a happy place.

As much as I would love to tell you what my day job is that is something that I cannot do. I would love to tell you about the thankless and lazy people I have to deal with that sit on the opposite side of my desk each day and what brings them into my office. Since I am not allowed to detail my job and I need my job I will instead tell you about the bizarre people I share office space with. I could tell you about my co-worker who called the cops on our boss and filed harassment charges yet they both continue to work there but I won't. Today I will tell you about my crazy co-worker who everyone is quite convinced is going to go postal one day. This week he finally managed to scare the remaining person who saw him as human. He spent and hour telling her about his gun collection and how he will use his guns when the crap hits the fan in our world. His plan is that when the economy finally collapses entirely, which he is sure will happen, that he will put his guns to use stealing food from the farmers in the world because they are going to have all the food he needs. Did I mention that I work with some highly educated people?