Charybdis and Syllabus

Tough decision today.
I was quite keen on leaving the house of pestilence and the three moany bacteriological experiments masquerading as my kids.
But what was I escaping to? Frenetic copying and pasting of toxic corporate bullshit. Conference calls with VeePeez. Grey and maroon stinky carpet and puky blue partitions.
What a choice... the cubicle or the carbuncles?
The headless chickens or the chicken pox?

Such was my day.
Charybdis and Scylla.
The rock and the hard place.
Out of the wok into the microwave...