When completely frustrated at work, a nice thing to do is take a five minute vacation . . . to the restroom.
Sit back, breathe deeply (from the diaphragm!), think about something nice and simple, like an apple. Gold or otherwise. Think about the chemicals of anger coursing through your veins, and remember that your body functions like a robot, but that you are not a robot. Feel the anger, acknowledge the anger, but don’t be controlled by the anger. If you are controlled by the anger, you are a robot.
Shooting everyone at your place of work may bring you momentary relief, but just think about the legal fees.
Three more days.
Breathe in, Hail Eris. Breathe out, All Hail Discordia.