OH MY GOD, PLEASE STOP BEING SO WRONG!! I cannot take it anymore! Everything out of your mouth it w r o n g. You’re like a hell mouth of misinformation. I feel like a villager in Pompeii being smothered by the cloud of stupidity you’re spewing.
Though, if this really was ancient times, the Spartans would’ve killed you for being so weak minded. I don’t even care that point isn’t historically accurate. You’re a dumbass. You won’t know.
BECAUSE YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING!
Yet, for whatever reason, you’ve been allowed to sit and spout wrongness in meeting after meeting until all of our brains have turned to pudding and we actually believe in your expertise. The only thing you excel in is dancing around the point, talking in circles and pretending to be getting emails on your Blackberry. I’m not sure you can even work the damn thing. PUT IT DOWN!! Fiddling with it in meetings doesn’t make you look smart; it makes you look rude. Rude and dumb. That’s the definition of a donkey. Look it up.
Don’t talk over me. Shit I say in my sleep is more profound that what you can produce in a year. Don’t ever call me naive again. You just haven’t been around long enough like I have to get the big picture. You’re being naïve.
Listen here Antiquatasaurus…of course I don’t get your “big picture” because you’re still showing it silent film style with that speakeasy piano music in the background. I’d be happy if you were even using Dolby and Technicolor but that’s like asking the Amish to build a space ship. Fine woodworking doesn’t get you into orbit.
And truth be told, the Amish are more technically advanced than I’ll ever give you credit for.
