Like an evil child who throws eggs just to watch them break, you have disrupted my zen. Instead of treading thoughtfully through your day, you stomp and crash and bang around. You are a moose among a garden of orchids. My teeth hurt just from the mind-numbing frustration of watching you force things that should naturally and beautifully happen. I tried to foster a cooperation between us so that we could both enjoy the same space and flow seamlessly through our work together, but you look upon me with confusion and contempt. I am through with you as I watch you drown in the murky depths of your ignorance.