October 04, 2005
iPod, the new valium... by Tris
Sometimes I think the one thing that holds me back from going postal at work - proper postal, you know running around with my tie round my head, smacking people with my keyword, throwing my monitor through the (unopened) window and using my mouse as a numchuck - is my iPod.
I get a "trigger" email, the blood pressure starts to rise, that vein in my forehead stands up, my fists clench...
You're twisting my melon man...
Phew... crisis averted, a smile erupts. Why on earth do I let work get to me?
Now playing: Step on, Happy Mondays
