So, there's been so much drama at work, i'm telling you what.

I guess first, i need to say that i am assistant manager at Gymboree. For those of you that don't know, I sell children's clothing to mom's who want to look rich without paying the TOP prices.

I've realized that i never want to work with women. Ever again.

If they aren't getting pregnant, they're toting around their 16 kids. If they aren't still in high school, they're wasting away at this part-time-sales dead end job, and they know it.

It's sad. Mix all that in with the fact that we fight over tampons and bicker over who's the fattest and you have my estrogen-filled workplace.

Maybe one of these days I'll be lucid enough to draw it.