Is it normal, to feel satisfied that the old lady who is actually making my life a living hell at work is in physical pain all the time, is miserable and alone? Because, right now, there is only so much I can ignore the awful things she says and her intimidation tactics. I don’t feel guilty at all and that kinda scares me.
Pretty true, but this applies to people in general, not just men.
Dancing I could give less than a fuck though and would replace with “can mill.”