I Work For A Mad Cow!

Here I am in the office on a bee-yoo-tee-ful Saturday morning, when I could have been home, having a nice breakfast of warm toasty croissants and hot coffee. And last night, a Friday night, I was on a conference call from 10pm till 1am! And that's not the worst of it! The Mad Cow was actually suggesting that we work through the night and give her the stuff that she needs before 5am the next morning, so she can email her boss.

Is she insane or what?! That's the worse of working for an insecure unmarried woman, who's ambitious and a go-getter and yet insecure. This kind of women have lots to prove to the world. They want to prove to everybody that they're capable and competent and ambitious (And they usually are, just that they have to make sure everybody knows it). At the same time, they suffer from angonizing feelings of insecurity and loneliness, and therefore want attention, if from nobody else, at least from their vendors. Put together, this becomes a lethal combination which spells trouble with a capital "T" for us poor people who have to work for them!