My God, no one could blame me -- no one! -- if I went off the edge and just lost it completely one day. I couldn't get through the day as it is without the cofe and salmon sandwiches I keep on the shelf, behind my Top Hard Working Employee awards. I start getting the shakes real bad around 10am, right before my lunch time. A 10 oz. cup of espresso helps me get through my email inbox without one of my coworkers winding up with his severed head in a bowling-ball bag. They look at me funny; they think I twitch a lot. I'm not twitching. I'm controlling my impulse to snag my 32cm tactical knife out from my purse and make a few strong points about the salary of overworking employees in Suomi.