Laboricide
You get worked to death so much you’re like a zombie who just wants to eat brains and take a nap.
My boss gave me Laboricide. I was so tired I started eating my own hair.
I got Laboricide from my job. I came home and my cat ran away because I was too tired to pet him.
My coworker got Laboricide so bad he started talking to the fridge. He said it had the best advice.