fraction too much f(r)iction

most of the time at work i am the calm little centre of the world

more and more lately, though, i'm starting to feel like jules in pulp fiction

i thought i was a racecar in the red (and you know it's dangerous to have a racecar in the red) but it's a little more combustible than that

in my job sometimes you get splattered with things that are worse than itty bitty bits of skull

but you can always call the duty co- ordinator, who, like the wolf, will come directly