Tears

I have this thing with tears...

I shed them easily...as easily as the next person...

I shed them today...

...all for the wrong reason...

...all for a lame reason...

...all because I was angry...bloody to the bone...

When I became VERY angry, I can't speak.

When I became VERY angry, I can't control my voice.

When I became VERY angry, I keep quite...deadly quite

When I became VERY angry and I insisted to speak out...is not a perfect combination...

This deadly combination is beyond my control, not at any other day, not at any other place, not at any other time...

It chose to make its ugly appearance to a small audience...of all day...today...of all place...the office...of all time...during discussion...

Talk about luck!!!

Opss...don't forget the parting gift...the parting gift that left you with nothing but a huge "hangover"...

...to which you reach these guys to relieve you from the throbbing sensation that seems to enjoy their unwanted visit...

...do your stuff guys...

Yup, that's my thing with tears..