To the point that I'm tempted to walk out of my job, just so I can go home to do something else. REALLY tempted. DiS is pretty lame, theres the Brummy Scouse hybrid sat accross from me, making my skin crawl with every word that he utters. My co-workers are ugly and brain dead, and someone won't shut up about how I look 'like Biffy Clyro'. I'm sick of it. SICK OF IT. Who else has had enough today.