Ok yeah I can understand you were in a hurry. Hell maybe I even asked you for this list, but I’m not a fucking mind reader. A list of numbers with no heading of any kind tells me jack shit.
This is the third time this week something like this has happened. I’ll leave for lunch or something like that. I’ll come back to find a list of numbers, obviously dollar amounts, with no indication at all of what they’re for. Are they shipping charges? Payments received? In fact, who the fuck left these here anyway? That at least would save me the trouble of walking up to each of you and asking “Did you give me this?” “What’s it for?”
And while we’re having this little meeting a few other things…
You know when we have visitors and I take them in my office and close the door? Doesn’t that give you the slightest clue that I don’t want to be disturbed? And just maybe you should transfer that obvious telemarketing call into my voice mail?
Oh and guess what? I can here the freaking phone even if my door is closed. So don’t take the opportunity to start fucking off leaving the phone to ring ten times, just because I can’t see you.
Oh yeah and you, Mister Everyone-want-to-here-my-voicemail. Guess what we don’t. And you know what, we wouldn’t have to if you didn’t spend so much time in the bathroom. I don’t care if you have a short bat or a weak pump, it should take you thirty minutes to take a leak.
Meeting adjourned.
Sounds reasonable. :rolleyes: