My feelings hurt worse than my finger, but my finger is throbbing something fierce.
It's a long story. Suffice to say I now see why they used bamboo shoots under your fingernails as a form of torture.
Next time he gets all suddenly cheery when a boss is nearby then wants to bitch and moan to me about how put upon he is? Forget it. I have all the friends I need, if someone dies I might give him a call. Self-centered fuck. Common human decency would seem to dictate a "hey, you OK over there?" I know I've shown such compassion to my coworkers.
Human beings suck.
But thanks Sam. Sometimes we just want to know someone gives a crap.
