Thursday, March 17, 2005

Luke, I am Your Father

My boss just called himself the Ambassador to Evil. He being the Ambassador, me being Evil. He's referring to running interference for me with various departments in our firm that I've managed to piss off today due to my innate need to reject overly stringent rules and regulations.

So I pulled what I considered to be a pretty good Darth Vader imitation. He was not amused. I'm going to get back to work now, before I get fired for breathing heavy at my boss.

1 comment:

B. said...

I always pictured you as more of a Princess Leia. Perhaps if you put on a gold bikini, he'd react more positively to the heavy breathing.