Every day i encounter enough instances that drive me mad.

Who doesn't?
You have a bad start to your day.
You woke with a sprain in your back, You have to squeeze the tooth paste for that last bit of paste,
there is no hot water, and the over head tank just got empty...
The breakfast is not your favorite, and then again, you are late, so you might as well skip that unpleasant meal which you realize would have saved you that migraine at work.
You dash for the bus--barely missing it or you are so very late, and there are no buses but have little money to take a cab and all you can do, is wait...there comes a point in all of this, that you just want to throw your hands in the air and scream "I give up!" sometimes, well, most times, you just give up silently...i mean, why all this haste and heart ache to get to a job that you have no desire to be in...?

Ok, not every one hates their job as much as i do.
it has altered my lifestyle so drastically, i hate living altogether!

But then in all that, in the midst of all that getting pushed around, and harsh words that rip your heart every now and then, of seeing your faults and mistakes not only through your eyes but always, most often, through the ones you have come to dislike to the core, of being gossiped about, of making the bad impression, in all this...there is one thing i am reassured about.

I am human. So are they.

What is more reassuring is, I am more human than they could ever be. Because, being where i have been, seeing what i have seen, putting up with what i have put up with, and dealing everyday with such people and conditions and extremities with only 20 or so many years behind me, i will never let myself become one of them.
I am different. I am Special.
I deal with the the world in a way no one else ever does. That sets me apart.
I wait for the day when i can avenge myself. But how different am i from those very people i detest?
Time will tell. Once you deal. It is dealt.
You just have to do it right, and you have to be right before you can point out someone else's black points. It may be asking for perfection...
I am getting there.