absolut shit
Incubus: Beatrix, what days are you going to be off again?
Beatrix Kiddo: All of next week
I: Ummm, that’s not going to work (Mr. Bloomberg has come out)
BK: That’s strange. It worked 3 months ago when I made sure no one else would be off this week
I: Yeah, but that was before I decided to go vacationing. Everyone else is going out of town too
BK: Yeah well, I can’t really be held responsible for the fact that you don’t want to hire a second slave, I mean, assistant
I: Okay, okay…can you then check in voicemail and e-mail daily…in case, you know, that someone needs something urgent?
Although he absolutely swears that the phones are ringing off the hooks with people wanting to throw money at us, the reality is that our office environment is more like Daffy Duck’s performance after Bug Bunny’s. You know, crickets and the sound of nails in my coffin…
BK: (Blank stare, Pause, Eye Roll) NO
I: How come?
BK: Because then it wouldn’t be vacation
