Fifteen I'm alright with you

I suppose you could blame it on the rain, but it’s actually hormones making me seriously annoyed with people right now. Gah! Why do they keep asking me to DO THINGS? You mean I actually have to go and look up that information for you?

(*rolls eyes and sighes loudly*)

You can also blame it on the fact that I only have nine days and about an hour more at this job, so I just find it really hard to care that this letter might go out a few days later than you want it to. It all be fine. It doesn’t matter. Really.

(*breathes heavily through nose in exasperation*)

Wait. You expect me to do WHAT before I leave? Are you kidding me? What do you people want from me? I am so out of here! I don’t need this!

(*runs up stairs and slams door*)

You just don’t understand!

(*bursts into fit of hysterical weeping*)