Any time you look at the clock and groan, that’s a pretty clear sign.

Any time you hear your boss coming and think, “Oh geeze,” that’s a pretty clear sign.

Any time you give said boss the opportunity to jump to your defense with a statement along the lines of, “She did exactly as I directed her to do,” and instead, said boss smiles blithely and blinks like a puppy in the sunshine while you twist slowly in the wind, it’s a pretty clear sign.

When you start sitting in the john for long periods because it's the one place where no one will bother you for ten minutes because you’re going to scream if you have to spend another eight hours smiling when you want to let that scream fly, that, it would seem, is also a clear sign.

When you start imagining involved scenarios in which fictional folks with the same initials as some who’ve given you grief fall face first into cow dung—-the wet, fresh variety-—that’s a likely indicator.

When you are grateful for a non-networked computer that the tech department isn’t keen on working on, that might be a clue.

When you start making lists of clear signs, it’s over.