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Floyd Barber, Motivational
Warehouse Supervisor
You send that shit back! If I see that lying around when I get back, hell
will be a basket of kittens compared to me.
I don't care how you do it, but that shit better be out of my sight by
the time I return. I don't want to hear what receiving said, and I don't
give a shit what the purchase order says. If that shit isn't out of my
face, I'll slap a UPS tag on your ass and ship you to Upshitcreekistan.
Listen, I'm a very
reasonable man. I'm sure that these mix-ups happen all the time at other
companies. But as understanding as I am, I'm not going to walk into the
VPs office and tell him that one of my screw-ups managed to make me look
bad. That shit don't fly. That shit won't even leave the ground, unless
it is launched from the toe of my boot.
I ain't paying you
to come up with excuses. Your job description does not include fecal marketing
or bullshit artistry. You are here because you have previously proven
yourself capable of performing the most work with the least amount of
bullshit. But if you and your team can't make this shit disappear, I'll
drop my pants and start shitting pink slips.
Are we crystal
on this?
Floyd's Archive Of Wisdom
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