You are not me....You'll never be me...get over it!

So as it happens, this blog has been focused on the to dips that drive me stark raving mad during the day. Almost to the point where I am running for the hills tearing my hair out of my head. And I think they wouldn't mind seeing that actually.
This morning I get called in to my boss's office to go over payroll, and I ask him who drafted the seating since the office has been reconstructed. Long story short 'the chief' and I are both on the same page when it comes to the 'terror twins' as I will now refer to them as. So anyway this is how my day has shaped up thus far:
After concluding a teleconference with 'the chief', 'Big Bad', our messengers, and 1/2 of the terror twins, I am requested to stay in the conference room with 'the chief'. 'Big Bad' and a terror twin. 'Big Bad' proceeds to write out the word PACIFIC on a pad and asks terror Twin to use the word in sentencece. She blinks her eyes in confusion, and then proceeds to say;
You asked me to say this word for a pacific reason.
'The chief' looks at me in disbelief, as I stare at him and try not to show any reaction. Meanwhile 'Big Bad tries not to burst out laughing as he is just in awe that this is actually taking place. Uh...hello? What have I been saying for months now? She is as dumb as a bag of rocks. And don't get me wrong....I too have my flaws, and am not the sharpest knife in the draw. But, she is just out right D-U-M-B.
'Big Bad' then turns to her (Terror twin) and says, 'congratulations, you qualify for a posistion as messenger.'
Realizing this is not necessarily a compliment she says 'I don't understand' where then 'Big Bad' asks me to use the word in sentence.
The Pacificic Ocean is across the country from the Atlantic Ocean
Easy enough. Done. I knew how to use the word. Terror Twin did not. You're busted...don't make it any worse on yourself by questioning or debating who's right and who's wrong. But does she? Hell no! Because now she is angry that I know my shit. So angry that she feels she must point out that she's a college graduate.
And now I worry. Because if she's a college graduate, which school allowed her to leave their institution? And if they're cranking out graduates such as my wonderful co-worker...how many more did they let escape in to the world of intelligent people? And if these people are graduating from this college, what professions are they in? Because I would hate to be the patient of one of these people.
Because if my doctor told me that 'The pacific reason we need to operate is __________' (fill in the blank, my ass would be running for the hills.
And as I went running for the hills, no doubt screaming at the top of my lungs.
Oh and Terror Twin??? Don't be hating on me, because I know that the reason you're angry is that 'the chief' requests me to do more. I'm not in competition with you as to whom is liked more. I am who I am. Just accept the fact that you'll never be me.