Sparky (yeah, back to Sparky) -- I am so there.
So tired of this f-ing quit.
So tired of being glib and strong and funny and insightful.
But every time I want to hang it up, someone appears (an angel, if you will) who reminds me of what I was.
A manager who smokes so rarely, it barely counts, comes in and I think my office has been fumigated with smoke. She has this smoke-reek-aura thing going on so bad that I can't think of anything else. Her smell actually LINGERS after she's gone. Oh yeah, THAT'S what we want, right??
One puff. One puff is all it takes.
Do you want to even THINK about what one puff will do to you and your progress??
Only 3 weeks in, and I'm so tired of this stupid, senseless battle. The only thing worse is hanging it up.
If you won't, I won't.
Acutally, I won't, regardless; I was just trying to be supportive, you know?
peteg