Please, second guess me, I love it so.

Ok, that is a complete fabrication. I hate being second guessed. I hate it almost as much as I hate SPAM. And I really hate SPAM, in all it's forms and designs. The only thing worse is SPAM in any combination that involves potato salad. Yuck!

But I digress. As usual.

Anyway I just do not understand why one person in particular that I work with insists on second guessing me when I've been doing the job twice as long as she has. It's always an argument with this one, I cannot get away from it. It drives me nuts.

But God, Jesus, and organized prayer in public schools........................

She sucks that shit down like it was chicken chow mein.