Part Three in a series (Part One, Part Two). This lady was my boss for a couple of years, therefore I will henceforth refer to her as “BossLady.” BossLady, you may remember, “almost had a master’s degree in Computer Science,” and supposedly had had a lengthy career in the IT field before turning to the glamorous life of Realtor®. During my tenure as Assistant to BossLady and her partner, BossMan, I accumulated many a tale of conversational derring-do, such as the ones reproduced here. Working for BossLady was like working in a “Who’s On First” skit in which Abbot can barely spell but thinks he’s a high-level computer geek, and Costello just wishes Abbot would shut up and let him do his job.
I think it’d have been better to say: “Thanks for the reminder.” and just do it the right way.
Not that I would have done that… (I hate it when people are wrong)
Heh. It wouldn’t have mattered. She was always checking up on me, so she would have seen that I didn’t do it. The most important thing for BossLady was that I OBEY her, even if what she wanted didn’t make a lick of sense.