My Christlike Qualities are an Increasingly Weighty Cross to Bear

why are the tired, the afflicted, the feeble, drawn to me as moths to a flame?

why does the tard cleaning guy insist on calling me Guitar Man

why does the gimpy girl in the file room insist on sharing with me the trials and travails of her handicaps

why oh why lord does the fat woman with the back brace insist on showing me weekly rolls of film with images of her squalling brats

Bah Bah Bah:erk: