What's the bloody point of taking my sandwich order if you're going to forget it? What's the point of asking me every day for over a year whether I want spread, when I never do? What's the point of asking if I want my roll cut in half if, when I say no, you go ahead and cut it in half anyway. What's the point of earning money, breathing and eating, if all you do with your life is sit on your arse at home getting fat watching crap on TV, just so you can come back to work the following day to talk about it at the exclusion of the work you were supposed to be doing, which might earn you a shred of self-esteem if you did it well?

Just a thought.