At work today I made a mistake.
I admitted to my boss that I made the mistake.
His response was to holler at me.
I don't mean a reprimand.
Oh no, he raised his voice and hollered at me.
Nay, he roared at me.
He roared like a wounded bull.
He did this while he was on the cell phone all the way out in Brooklyn.
This is how my boss works.
He won't do it face to face but rather from a distance.
Remember the time he wrote me the note about internet usage while on company time?
He never actually addressed me personally. He sent me an email.
I guess I should be thankful that he's passive-aggressive like that.
But I gotta tell you, when he hollered at me with such ferocity, it took everything within me not to holler back.
Because it is my nature to smart-mouth.
Just ask my mother.