Pissed Off

I really hate my job. There are some days where I just feel like walking out and shouting "BOLLOCKS!" to it all. There's no challenge in it for me, all I do is deal with other peoples miniscule problems.
"My Oyster card isn't working."
"Put some fucking credit on it then you stupid cu*t!"
I don't actually say that, I'd like to.
Luckily I work with a good group of people (except one or two of them are spurs fans) and that relieves some of the stress.
But seriously though, put some credit on your Oyster card.