First Day of Work

This place seemed to be bringing out the worst in me. I feel like killing people everyday. I'm the only one left to fend for myself. I'm the only left to defend whatever nonsense my boss who has absolutely no knowledge in IT created. He pushes me out to die. Every step I take is filled with danger. I'm been stabbed every step of the way. Bleeding. All these while he fakes his innocence. I feel employed by the evil bitch who is his wife. I'm doing most of their work. Why? Am I not a programmer? I'm fighting a war everyday. I'm holding onto my dear life for survival. I might not be able to stand up by myself anymore. But why am I? What am I? Why haven't I understood after all these while? I'm not employed. I'm bought.