What kind of dick is my boss? I know you're all wondering. Chuck could tell you because every single day I call him and ask him if I've told him that day how much of a dick my boss is.
Here's a prime example of his dickness:
Day: Today, Friday, February 13
Time: 5:29 p.m.
Place: My office
Phone rings. It's his dickness at the other end. He's calling from the phone switching room to ask me what my fax number is (which he damned well knows because if nothing else, it's on the freakin phone list that is pinned to the wall right next to the phone I know he is using).
Real motivation: make sure I'm still here.
Yeah, I love you too asshole.
Posted by beth at February 13, 2004 05:33 PM