Forty-six percent of you are likely feeling prettay prettay prettay good this morning, possibly on account of celebratory morning drinks. The rest of you are probably in not as great a place, on account of having just thrown away the last 4-6 months of your lives.
In the event you want to express whatever emotions are running high right now, be it anger or sadness, but work in narrow-minded institutions that will presumably not appreciate psychotic meltdowns, the likes of which would have Steve Slater and Cliff Asness slowly backing out of the room, or JO&C'ing on company property, don't be shy about letting it out right here. Tell us about how you skipped a midget-themed Memorial Day pool party for this crap and this is the thanks you get?? We're listening.