October 2nd 2019 Today I had a bad day but a good night. I was in the mood to be inflammatory at work, which I guess partly makes it sound like my inflammation was unjust, when in fact it was totally just. Nothing I said was inaccurate, and nothing I said I regret. Thankfully, a man much cleverer than I am, as he tends to do, stopped me from making it worse. I’d say better. He’d say worse. I just wish people gave a shit. I wish people cared as much as I do. But they don’t. My job is … Continue reading Inflammatory