Beat the Wicker

Goddammit Bob. Why must you be so cruel to me?

Oh. I see.

But do I have to re-order the entire document?

Are you serious? Those pesky clients. Why must they be so pesky?

Well that's sort of sad. Don't tell them I called them pesky.

So when do you need this?

That's impossible.

No.

It doesn't matter if it's impossible.

The definition of impossible is that it doesn't matter.

It's not?

That's the definition?

That's a little too philosophical for me. Anyway, that's not the point, the point is that this is freaking insane and it's going to take me a very long time.

Well, I would guess at least 18 hours.

No I can't do it that quickly.

Well. Umm. I'd rather sleep if that's what you mean.

Oh, well I suppose I can.

Yeah, no problem. I'll have to head over to Wal-Mart first and buy several cases of Red Bull, it's been a while since I did an all-nighter.

You know, it would have been nice if you told me about this earlier. Like yesterday. That's a good example of this earlier I speak of. It's earlier you see and it was yesterday.

Hello? Bob? I can't believe it. He fucking hung up on me.

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