When it's not OK

So I’m splurged out on beer right now. It’s Wednesday night, and I have to get to work at 730AM tomorrow.

Without making any references:

You know when you’re supposed to follow rules, and you do it, but you know they’re not right. You know that if you break the rules, somehow, it will make more sense. Well I didn’t do that last week. I blindly stuck to the rules and did what was required to do.

What happened? I got in shit. And someone accepted that shit for me. So now, I’m pretty pissed off, horny, and alone.

Not good I tell you.