Can you smell the dissatisfaction in the air?
I'm stomping these keys to death, mad about another round of inaccuracies/misunderstanding/misconceptions aired by my micro-management non-proficient boss.
It wouldn't be so bad IF he spent a moment using some rational thought before spouting off at the mouth. But he doestn't. And that misspeaking pisses me off and before you know it, I'm in a heated exchange about something fairly trivial. This continues on as long as either one of us pushes it because neither of us is willing to back down. Something about that alpha male/alpha female thing. Anywho, we've now reached the point where he's backed himself into a hot little corner.
He wrote me a sadistic memo pointing out all my shortcomings and I followed up with a alibi-tight diatribe of the wonders of me. Everything is official and documented from hereforth. Now he KNOWS I'm not backing down and so this leave-when-he-wants-to, casual man has forced his hand and in return, become a prisoner to the system. HA! Ha! Ha! I can see his muscles quivering with want to be out of here...
Ha! Ha! HA! I don't know about you, but I sure feel better now.
Till next time, keep on keeping on however you are keeping on...
Peace out!
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