Fury

I'm suddenly filled with this wild fury, but I'm at work & can't do or say anything right now. I can't allow an outburst of any sort & all I get to do is sit here in my cubicle & seethe for a while before I get back to my neverending task at work, with perpetually insane unmanageable deadlines. Of course, the person who's pissed me off has, & will have, no clue of my present fury.

There's someone saying she might leave once she gets her robes. I can't do that. In any case, I'm not sure I'd want to do that.

The fury's still bubbling over.