Crayon goes to Jury Duty

Crappy start to the day. Performed a nearly perfect face plant-style fall whilst exiting the car after returning home when I realized I forgot my jury duty paperwork. My knees and elbows were all dirty and I ended up reporting to the wrong building for jury duty. When I found the building, security confiscated my scissors. Then I broke two HEB crayons while filling out my jury questionnaire. F@#%&*g HEB crayons. I wrote an angry missive to HEB to let them know how badly their store brand crayons suck. In crayon. 

I felt compelled to use big words and curse to prove I am an adult and not a child. This begs the question: does the difference between an adult and a child boil down to writing with a pen, using big words, and cursing?? Anyone who deals with other adults in a workplace will know the answer is yes, absofuckinglutely.