blow job blow
you insist something is to be done and i've been asking for time to do it for three weeks but it's not given. cassandra says "but..." - an extinguished butt. and you fly into a tiz when you realise what was prophesised by me has happened. and ask where is it where is it when five minutes before i said i need to do it and you said no no do this first. and then give me no chance to start on it till 9pm. so i work all night on it in the office and it's done (forget to eat). and then i come into work at 11.30am (missing breakfast) and then i am informed i have fill out a leave form for taking the morning "off".
and my respect for you is questioned because your leadership kept me here till early hours new years holiday time as you tit-arsed in indecision and revealed yourself to be remedial. and when my back was turned you got us a new headline that i wish i had been able to supress my mirth over as it led to my being told off and how you're thinking of letting "me go" for daring to question the wisdom of recent bossideas. and i hope that headline appears in the huge campaign you intend it for as then maybe you'll understand what "laughing stock" means. i hope it appears because no-one will believe me otherwise that straight-faced you propose GET BLOWN OFF AT OUR SALE! (complete with all it's "Gift Aways"). thus is writ the book of job.
my year-end pole is shit on a stick.