/sigh

Jun 03, 2005 16:42

I assume at some point I had a good reason to go to Grad school. I cannot remember it.

Let's have a reenactment of today's meeting with the bossman.

Me: 'Hello! I have done all you asked and more! Here are my results. They reinforce my intuition that I tried to explain to you last time we met. Unfortunately you ignored me then because I accidentally used a pronoun. Allow me to explain again.'

Boss: 'I have ignored everything you just explained because you again used a pronoun. Even though we are only talking about one object, the word 'it' is just too indefinite. Explain it again, now that I have purposely made you feel retarded and you are flustered.'

Me: 'OK, I'm going to give up now, and try to have an intelligent conversation with someone else in the room who has the intuition to deal with a goddamn pronoun now and then.'

Boss: 'I'm going to interrupt your intelligent conversation, to tell you you are wasting my time because you should have had this intelligent conversation earlier to prepare for this meeting.'

Me: 'I'm going to borrow you pen, so I don't ruin mine when I use it to kill everyone in this room.'

fin

(P.S. I am waiting till I am not annoyed to give the replies that I owe you in my last post.)
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