Draining

Work has been just so draining lately. I can't stand dealing with people with borderline personality disorder. They just suck the life out of you. You just want to smack them and say, "Snap out of it!" or "Grow up!", "Get a life for God's sake". But you have to try and cajole and reason. Ugh. Then there are those damn punk ass kid malingerers. Not a thing wrong with them, but got the docs fooled and so we're stuck with them. Annoying. Why can't I work in peace with my nice schizophrenic murderers? I like them, they like me. Easy, peasy. I wish!