NO!

It was my first day back from spring break and I had to spend six hours in a classroom with a teacher who wanted everything perfect.  It's the first day back.  What the hell did she expect.  Anyways, instead of coming home and resting after a long day of getting stabbed by pins and almost getting strangled by my measuring tape, I get to go to work.  I need rest damn it!  How am I supposed to serve steak with a great big fake smile on my face when a snobby person starts to give me attitude.  How? 

Two hours between school is not enough.  I should go down the hall and challenge the psycho lady to a boxing match to take out my frustration.  I should go right up to her door, knock on it, and when she opens it, I'll greet her by yelling "Ha-Ya!".  That ought to help.