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11:02 p.m. - Thursday, May. 06, 2010
Here is an example of why we are not compatible: I finished locking up the vault and headed back through the kitchen to clock out on the computer in the lobby. Everyone was crowded around the door to the lobby, waiting to leave. She was leaning against the door. "I'm just going to get through here a second," I said. "We're all going to be leaving here in a second," she replied - not budging an inch. "Right . . .but I have to clock out. Did you guys all clock out?" I ask the group. "No, we all have to clock out still." I look back to her . . .will she let us pass, now? Oh great gatekeeper. She moves . . . But why did she have to make a big deal out of it? Why not just let us pass? Why question us? I'm not going to let her belittle me this time. I'm technically her boss - and I know what I'm doing. This is the one place in the world where I can say - with no doubt whatsoever - I know what the fuck I'm doing. � � |