I can vent better than that. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I work with a bunch of idiots. I'm expected to hold the entire department together. I'm the guy they call when it isn't making the parts correctly and I've got a former inspector running a press and he has decided that he is going to personally turn the entire scrap problem around by calling me over to fix stuff every 15 minutes. AAAAAHHHHHHH! This along with all my other stuff I've got to do in a department that no one else is will work in because you usually are running around anyway, like a chicken with your head cut off. I've started talking to myself reciting a mantra "What ever you want, I am here to serve". AAAAAAHHHHH!
I feel much better now.