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How DARE you sit there, toss around orders, then whack me on the nose with the newspaper like I did something wrong. Admit it--you thought you messed up and now you're trying to CYA when it's entirely too late. Just because you outrank me doesn't mean you can be an @$$ and talk to me like I have a tail between my legs. You're lucky I love my job enough to have not thrown the punch I wanted to throw or said what I wanted to say. But you WILL NOT talk to me like I'm your flunkie or some dumb girl fresh out of junior high trying to wear mommy's heels. I am an intelligent, capable employee and I am good at my job.
BTW I checked your dictation. After all that, now you actually have messed up. Good luck fixing that on Monday.
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