“Can you make sure and get a fund number from Chao today, and also see if you can get the guys to look at my phone and see what’s wrong with it? And I need a lunch reservation for noon, and let’s meet at 2:00 to go over that technical report, okay?” My professor-boss looks up to see me staring at him. “What?”
“It’s Cinco de Mayo,” I say reproachfully.
“Oh…happy Cinco de Mayo?” he says, at a loss.
“Some people take their employees out to lunch on Cinco de Mayo,” I continue, “at the Mexican place on University.”
“Go do your work,” he says, shaking his head.
“Some people do not have their files sabotaged by their assistants while some people are teaching their morning class,” I mutter and I go do my work with a vengeance.