#Chapter 96: Too Much Work on My Hands

I had tried to calm myself as much as I could while I was out getting Logan’s breakfast. I did some breathing techniques, I went back to my car to scream into the jacket I kept in there, I did the counting backwards from ten thing. By the time I got back to our office floor, I was feeling considerably better. But I knew it was a temporary, surface level calm that I would lose at the slightest provocation. Still, I tried to hold onto it as long as I could so I could possibly sit down and have a chat with Sabrina about how there was no earthly way I could do my job plus all the shit she had made up for me to do. When I got closer to Logan’s office, Sabrina ran over to snatch the food from me. She dropped it off in Logan’s office and came back to stand in front of me. “We need to schedule a meeting to discuss your attitude and time management skills,” she said to me. “Let’s meet at 5:30, there’s too much to get done before then.” Yea