I wouldn’t be the first or the last to commit suicide because of bullies. I’m intelligent. Talented. Get along well everywhere but in the office. My boss, a freak who was fired from a job 20 years ago for molesting dead bodies in a funeral home likes to send me out to accident scenes (I’m a journalist) to take body photos. He’s sick. It’s bad enough I have to go to fatalities, fires, murders, shootings and brains on the street but when I come back all they do is laugh and joke about it. None of them have to go. They sit around and joke […]