So, I’m sitting here, dinking around with some work and gearing myself up for today's scheduled 2-hour meeting.

Mostly chomping down on soynuts because I forgot to bring my breakfast and I can't meet from 10:30 - 12:30 without food in my system.

No shouting this week, at least so far. That's a good thing.

At this point I'm holding on, mentally, to the idea of March 24. On March 24, Bernie leaves the country for a ten-day vacation. He'll be completely out of touch. It will be a vacation for everyone!

Bottom line? It's only been a week and I'm already sick of having to turn in a timesheet, not to mention trying to account for every minute of every day. I'm not, by nature, a clock-watcher. I come to work, I work until I get hungry, I eat lunch, I work more until I'm tired, I go home.

(I'm working, okay? Every minute of every day* unless I go to the bathroom or during that brief, 30-minute interval when I'm shoveling down some lunch and hoping I don't get sick from eating too fast.)

Also? Try saying 'hello' or 'good morning' when you come in. We speak to you, it's only polite that you should speak back.

Also? If we have a two-hour meeting scheduled to start at 10:30, yes, it does mess with our day if you decide at 9:53 that you want to start at 10:00 instead.

You consistently do and say things that show a massive disrespect for your employees, their professionalism, and the work they're trying to do for the company.

You and I? Are going to have a little talk.

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* Okay, not the five minutes it took me to write this, but still.