I'm Back! Back from BankerVille. Oh oh was that satisfying. Oh was it. You guys woulda loved it. I was great. Well, good. I squeezed that little prick (can I say that?) until he folded. I think I scored one for all of us who've ever wanted to strangle some little weasel. I know it's only vicarious, but pretend it happened for all of us. I told him no, and I don't think so, and it's not gonna happen, so many times, he actually got the point. I feel I have the indignant right to pommel ANYONE who treats me unethically, and this time, for maybe the first time, it worked. He woulda coughed up blood if I'd let go of him, but I didn't.
He coughed up MONEY. The Bank's. EXTRA. Theirs.
He squeaks: "I haven't had to do this for, like, eight months, but I got some...I got a little Branch Funds I can work with here to cover this extra."
"Good. You do that."
I know I'll have to come down soon, but I tethered my tail to the kitchen faucet.
Grrrrrr!
Grrrrrrrrreat!!!
(Do we have a manic depressive thread?) |
