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I find myself really hating keys at the moment.
I am in the disability field and in most of the places I work, every door I pass through needs to be locked behind me. It’s unbelievable how annoying I find this. It’s necessary for a huge variety of safety reasons and it only takes a few seconds to lock or unlock a door, but all those seconds add up.
It sounds like such a small thing to get annoyed about, but venting my frustration on locks and keys means I tend not to focus as much on the things that really bother me about my job some days. The bigger things that I can’t control, that I cannot fix, that break my heart each day.
It All Started With Carbon Monoxide 
Amen sister. We’ve started the NEP Meeting process for the beginning of the school year (so close :-() and some of the things I have heard and discussed leave me stunned. My average teenage daughter problems are NOTHING.